The Land of Milk and Coffee

The Land of Milk And Coffee

Poetry and poverty both subtle. Gentle ripples in society generating momentum becoming tsunamis, drowning and killing, moistening and quenching the thirst of existence. Water, translucent, grasp less, adaptable, hardens in extreme situations only to be shattered and returned to once it came. Water can't be destroyed. Humans are 70 percent water, our brains consist of mostly water and fat, the mind sees nothing but creates everything. The endless void in space and hearts and minds. The trickle down economics of morally corrupt institutions, the bankruptcy of genuine ideas. Madness is truth beyond any perception of sanity. Sanity is sand on a beach, it gets in between your toes, in all your crevices, and some men's vaginas. They scream that they are right, they scream because they want to be sane in an insane world. Sand wants to be water, immortal. It can never be what it was never intended to be, those are the rules. Sand too can harden under extreme circumstance and shatter into millions of pieces, slicing and cutting into flesh. Glass, glass, glass, reflections, the portal. Men act like sand when he is mostly water, he does not thirst for sand, he does not bathe in sand, he cannot fill his belly with sand, but he pays to lay in sand and look at water. Nail biting is a disgusting habit, nails collect so much filth, everything we touch is covered in the slime and sweat of rats, rats racing to nowhere. Men and mice merge to become vile rodents carrying a plague of interest and debt. Birds fly high above, free from all below, true Gods. They say, "So it is above, so it is below." Birds laugh at the ignorance of men. Children do too. Children are borne insane, mad, absolutely crazy only to grow up normal. Why? Children are impervious to fear, they know nothing of the evils of the world, should they know? A society run by children would be interesting. Lord of The Flies? As if kids would worry one moment about their predicament, they d swim and dance and die happy never having eaten one another. But children with the conditioned mind of men, to be ruthless, cutthroat, insensitive, dispassionate, loathing, a-morale cubs. With an entire island to themselves? Inconceivable. Aliens will find we are only Is, I, I, I, and blind. Individuality is condition, individuality is a lack of self exploration, it is a theory with no research, unscientific. Everything is in reverse, this is the world in the mirror. The Land of Coffee and Milk.

Author's Note

Plunger

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[emmajoy]

' Individuality is condition, individuality is a lack of self exploration, it is a theory with no research, unscientific. Everything is in reverse, this is the world in the mirror. The Land of Coffee and Milk.'

You've researched your thinking, elaborated on what you've noticed, felt, analysed, set right or left.. and come up with some thoughts that certainly need slow and concentrated thought. Your post needs reading by those who've appeared here but ignored oe passed by because it consists of more than twenty words. Pity. Whether folk agree or not, can be bothered or not.. you've gone into a safe space but juggled its edges.

Question" if Individuality is a but a mere condition, surely our natural right by birth, by genes, DNA or whatever you place there, is immediately demolished, dead and gone. Like it or not, each of us is unique, there's no question or answer to that, it is fact. Isn't it? Or tell.

This post could be the start of a great debate. Bring it on WC writers!! .

[WritersBlock]

Thank you.