tragic symmetry, word vomit

Tactical fight or flight experiment

Definable efficiency in deciding between thermobaric effects of failure,
Begins when threats are classified beyond a proportionate stress response,
All inferences acquire possibility and the only decipherable choice is to defend or traffic the information,

At heights of satisfaction, coincidences amplify concerns over chances that lead to it,
At lows of sustenance, de ja vous’s confirm the preciousness of ignorance,
Change is not inevitable but negated by that which entertains otherwise,

Simplification of complicated constructs by the spectrum of their strongest effects vs subtler changes,
Anonymous functions contemplation to isolate some order from sequential insignificance,
When solubility is lost to precise solutions clouded with errors,

Data analysis screeches to a halt and modulates flight back into perceptive tethers,
And ratio’s of harm vs life left to loose flow’s backwards,
Sampling every step further into system collapse,
Only to ignore it & push forward with the task,

I’d say, Psycho-mechanics is a contact sport,
Though synaptic resources is what its played for,
Hunger is the goal, self denial of sentience is a rogue,
That throws the game for opportune moments of gold.

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miscellaneous, word vomit

Rights to an inference

As defined by the ego raised alongside a hormonal supply,
An unknown that sticks out to get hammered back in line,
From rendered opposites against why it needs to exist,

For the bioelectrical signature of its intelligence,
To gain precedence over all else that’s considered irrelevant
in the course of time and in trains of thought,.

Chasing hope into the future or regrets into a past,
Deciphered within its cause or doubts of existence,
Contingent with every positive influence to control its erosion,

Paving roads for a version of this present in a futuristic brink,
Up a storm of glass chiming to every move unmade along the way,

Its directions gather considerable momentum in purpose,
Yet the path is traveled along the circumference of a circle on chains,

Auto synchronized in meanings unworthy of implementation to forfeit,
what ego protects most & how or why it survive’s from the rest,

It forces opposite reactions even with the absence of a fulcrum,
Equally balanced to leverage pain it masters denial,in anger and hate,

Doing anything to not hit the bottom of the problem,
When naming them seems to derive the volatility in an id,

I don’t want to know, in fact I need not to know,
In order to keep my id live & kicking within a spectrum of reality.

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binary thoughts, word vomit

Black holes of puzzles, piece into place

As perfection redefines the graffiti like personal space in thought, this mirror inside aching for a picturesque reflection ,looks back at reality with estranged eyes , not knowing what’s lost in the ignorance of a thousand lines , found in decay of unknowns it left behind as the voids of hunger and hierarchy between the last superior thought and the next .,
& where the sun will rise again to put all past efforts in order, it only fade’s comprehension into the other side of persistence , where predictions do not push forward along ever flowing sand’s of inspiration in the present tense .

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