Mad Intentions

I'm brimming with Intention...
Scolding with Anger...
A
T
how Blind this place has become

Neither
You
or
I
will ever...as in
never, be granted permission from the silent voice that continuously echoes around and through this floating rock we sit on...

So, why wait...when I can just go, take and do.
This walk is but but a grant from time...slated to expire
Much like all codes and procedures
That vilify or vindicate our logic
Exonerate or convict the thieves, corrupters, crooks and malcontents
Express or suppress all thoughts and desires....
Disrupting and/or regulating society with
R U L E S
laws
and
Regulations
(coded, norms and morals)
Sinners Sin
and
Saints Honor
Truth gets used to blame
Blame hides truths
Truths hide behind the lies
Used to incriminate saints
And honor sinners...liars...and cheats

This road,
It's the only road
A road on which all have to walk through
A road filled with cheats, liars, crooks, corrupters, thieves, malcontents and saints
A path
Densely packed with blocks, bends, twists and cliffs...
Interrupted by choice
Distracted through deception

My sight is fine,
My vision is flawless
Unblemished by the weak attempts
To Skew or disguise faults within our stars
(My heart murmurs...my reason screams)

We live addicted to the chaos of panic
and the virtue of the community
One, in which I painted with a brush
That tints pain,
Highlights delight...
Befuddled, we yawn....
Turning down the light...
Closing our eyes
Slowly and quietly dozing to bed...
Here, we lay
Mummified in time
Motionless to change
Irrelevant to the events that will ultimately
Enslave
Our
Minds
Putting closure to our consciousness
Losing hope, dropping faith
Leaving behind all human mindfulness

It's time,
It'd time to change the bulb

We need to form a common goal of greater good
Because
This,
That
Or anything else here...
Is far from it.