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Wasted days that stink of decay, found it necessary to regenerate. Moving too fast, three times since January, may even be four by the end of December. Restless energy that I carry, the Earth beneath my feet shifts when it is nearing my time to leave. Trying on cities that I hang up & leave behind, I do not feel a sense of loyalty for these places that ultimately fail to serve not only me but the entirety of the population.
Pockets of despair are found everywhere, how did they form there? Were they born with harm near? The extent of human suffering goes beyond perception, these experiences are encoded within yet do not necessarily lack the possibility of being confirmable. An echo calls out from the floorboards, the energy radiates up through the wall, blood seeping out of ceiling edges; the pain calls radiate from the window glass, the wars of before nearly visible through. The reality of actions before cannot be hidden forever, the fog brings out spirits who bear witness to the misdeeds that humanity sowed and currently reap.
The fabric of time is much more tangible than thought, and it is an unfortunate matter that lies are presently what hold our “reality” together. It is hard for powers in place to face the fact that the socially constructed value of monetary currency will have to be disregarded for the Human race to move toward a sustainable future for this planet that we inhabit. The blatant necessity for a rapid societal transitory experience surfaced with the COVID-19 pandemic, in which many of us obtained trauma in some capacity with the pandemic as the catalyst.
Wealth & health have had a longstanding correlation in Human history—the Chinese traditional character for money, 錢 (qián), has this addition of two daggers on the right quadrant of the character displaying the remnants of this antiquated idea of money being a life or death situational asset.