Why I keep looking at my self?
Why I spend hours researching for imperfection?
What do I do after finding it?
Delete it? Erase it? Mask it? Ignore it? Forget it?
Do I understand imperfection as a negative feature?
What if I will try to turn it into the positive one?
How would I do it? What tool or equipment would I use?
How would I exaggerate the imperfectness so it becomes perfectness?
Would I then reach the ultimate self accomplishment?
What if yes? How long it would last then?
What if yes? What would then be the next step?
Once you would reach an ultimate perfection/satisfaction, there wont be any other goals to accomplish and life would become just a fake existence. The forever working engine of human's dreaming is based on constant desire to improve the quality of life, to make day to day routine as exciting as possible.
However, at some point you come up with the realization, that all you needed in your life was just a dash of spontaneity, little hinge of imperfection, simplicity, stupidity, which becomes a great contrast of the already existing opposites.
The foolish race towards security.
Fake laughter as it is required.
The standards rising as the cost of happiness.
There is no more of breeze left.
The grey light from sand fields have vanished all the greens.
The grey which have come from moon land.
Ashes layering the stories of the dead.
You should be afraid of moving a single micro dust.
The world of grey would never sleep again.
Engine is set, demanding to be run.
Press a button, let it play.
Here you go, a single dust have shivered it's fury coat.
I guess you have listened to the demands of oily creature.
Wrong decision has been taken.
Demand was satisfied and now it will never stop.
Forget the dream of green!
The word you have used to here, no longer lives.
Ashes layering the stories of the dead.
Calm down, you got a cozy grey sheet over your head.
Close the eyes and fall asleep.
There is no word for green.
*******Written: Jun 12th, 2013 6:17:34pm
*******Posted: July 27th, 2020 4:36pm