Perish.

• Artist: Xindane
• Description: If you like it PM me, i have thousands of them.
• Date: 07/17/2008
• Tags: awesome

We have thus farce become unwavering in our goal to accomplish peace
living as one is no longer an option?
You have now boundaries and set standards and dedications to do so.
You must now proceed within the limits of natural human life in using and utilizing the tools and judgments made towards you.
Though completely illogical, logic itself came from illogic.
We sharpen our stave's now as we prepare for the upcoming wave of infidelity.
What do we do against this onslaught of unforeseen humanity?!
The torrent of power is coming, and the identity of the intellectual cosplay has ridden the fourth wave into the setting sun.

Amazingly setting foot on a new horizon of luck and pleasure, greeted by the hopes of sanity and balance, then thoughts come into play.
The un-sung hero, Thought, breaking the boundary between what you feel and what you do. This time the thought is of confusion, fumbling your very carefully structured composure, and breaking you down.
Confusion lingers even after the ordeal is finished, breathing uncertainty and displeasure into your life. Seeing how emotions and feelings, influence the actions and distort the mind, but above all, Thought.

We Perish.

Comments

[Cloffing Pempslider]

I think I may have had a stroke. Props to you. You're experimenting with paradoxes and irony and all sorts of smarty pants stuff, and that's at least refreshing anyway, given the guff posted here ad infinitum. It suffers from thesaurus trawling I suspect ("You have now boundaries and set standards and *dedications* to do so", being one glaring example). In fact, rewrite the whole first stanza and put down some concrete ideas. It can still be "confusing", but it doesn't have to be rambling.