How does anyone find anything in themselves but numb rage and disgust at the world?
Of highly volatile animalism
All which burns, ferments, foments
What rises will dictate a hundred years
Maybe until the end of all we know
Maybe we have a chance to define
Some culture some practice for reflection
That we may always navigate change more smoothly
Or at least, devise a system that forces us to examine ourselves
Before we can place those moods and beliefs upon others
What we need are not laws
Abstract belief guided by anything
All is the only other community that matters
Maybe then we can heal ourselves
And learn to sit with challenge
So that we may all know what we are working to minimize for all
While also knowing that some amount is inevitable
Not always necessary, but inevitable all the same
What is necessary to sustain
Can be decided by ourselves
Though never as much as we’d like
That’s the inherent evil of life
It’s a guide for learning if only
If only we would all see that
Otherwise it’s just a source of pain
We find find a level of collective discomfort
Collective discomfort with the wrong things
With arbitrary differentiations
So we find collective comfort
Collective comfort in community
Collective ability to communicate
Collective wellbeing as the first and highest directive
Never be a guise against intelligence
Complex must be the reason we learn always
At some rate without going backwards
Or maybe now was inevitable too
Maybe now is a fixed point
But how we emerge is still up to us
To the dismantling of the structures that choke
Collective community of all
We must all aspire to all
Not everything but everyone
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