The Dream, pt 1
Thus as abruptly as we are created, we are left alone. Left astray in a sea of cast off thoughts, urges invisible to the conscious eye, and the dregs and apexes of the human experience. But we Three Fools are more than vagrant emotions. We are the philosophies: grounded, characterized, and purposed. We are trapped in cages of definition. We are not subject to passing whims or fancies, but are the ones who must face them. We control the spiritual, mental, and psychological. We are the heart, mind, and subconscious.
Created in a passing dream, spawn of a crazed mind. But such are all dreams. Dreams are but reflections of the unconstrained self, completely free. Free of logic, free of repression, free of reality. But freedom is violent. Consciously emotions are repressed, for unbridled they would consume the physical form, imploding, exploding, and destroying the body, leaving only a soul to dissolve on the winds of time.
We are the protectors. We are the buffer between order and chaos, freedom and constraint, morality and hedonism. Even though we are often agents of those that we seek to control, combined we are strong. Combined we are compromise. Combined we succeed.
Separate we fail. Separate we are nothing more than conduits for despair, euphoria, and apathy. We become a revolving door of insanity, each allowing only one untempered ray of the spectrum through our bias lens, limiting but at the same time overwhelming. Separate we destroy, together we preserve.
Separate we are perfect. Separate we have no disputes, we have no discrepancies, we have no conflicts. Separate we are pure, unadulterated explosions. Separate we are beautiful. Combined, we are imperfection. Combined we are flawed. Combined we are an olla podrida of humanity. Combined we form a vaccination against disease of heart, mind, and soul.
Combined we are fools. We may still be tricked and deceived. We may be replaced by rotten diamonds, ostensibly superior, but inwardly fatal.
Thus we must bend, but not break. We must compromise and together evolve into an impossible ideal.
That is our goal.
That is our purpose.
That is our dream.
Created in a passing dream, spawn of a crazed mind. But such are all dreams. Dreams are but reflections of the unconstrained self, completely free. Free of logic, free of repression, free of reality. But freedom is violent. Consciously emotions are repressed, for unbridled they would consume the physical form, imploding, exploding, and destroying the body, leaving only a soul to dissolve on the winds of time.
We are the protectors. We are the buffer between order and chaos, freedom and constraint, morality and hedonism. Even though we are often agents of those that we seek to control, combined we are strong. Combined we are compromise. Combined we succeed.
Separate we fail. Separate we are nothing more than conduits for despair, euphoria, and apathy. We become a revolving door of insanity, each allowing only one untempered ray of the spectrum through our bias lens, limiting but at the same time overwhelming. Separate we destroy, together we preserve.
Separate we are perfect. Separate we have no disputes, we have no discrepancies, we have no conflicts. Separate we are pure, unadulterated explosions. Separate we are beautiful. Combined, we are imperfection. Combined we are flawed. Combined we are an olla podrida of humanity. Combined we form a vaccination against disease of heart, mind, and soul.
Combined we are fools. We may still be tricked and deceived. We may be replaced by rotten diamonds, ostensibly superior, but inwardly fatal.
Thus we must bend, but not break. We must compromise and together evolve into an impossible ideal.
That is our goal.
That is our purpose.
That is our dream.
posted by Ophelia at 8:29 AM
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