Hidden facade

These lives we rest upon do not aid us in the quest for why. They are fabrications of our psyche, manifested to blanket over the truth of the why to maintain walls for the purpose of self preservation. Perhaps how can be found within them. Perhaps they can serve as a guide as to how not to achieve. The true essence of why can only be found in the deepest darkest recesses of our subconscious. Those places we are constantly living In fear of someone truly discovering and unlocking us. Where then could we hide besides the veil of death itself. Even then the truth might be revealed anyway, and we would not only be unable to defend ourselves, but more importantly we would avoid any natural consequence of our actions and somehow wouldn’t have fully earned the pain. We have now passed the solstice, so I must acquire a new taste in drink for the purpose of turning a new page. Paying homage to a tune from years before, I will be my own voice over as I whisper the truth to myself in this otherwise empty museum. I both have and have not.

About SIDEWAYS EIGHT

Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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