Repetition

WHILST REPETITION, BECOMES THE FINE LINING OF THE TWINE
THAT WINDS ITSELF AROUND ….
WHAT, , IS LOOSELY CALLED …,,,ONE'S LIFE.

FOR , AT THE END OF THE DAY
ONE'S LIFE IS BUT A SPOKE IN THE WHEEL OF ALL THAT EXISTS…………..
SO IT SHALL BE ORDAINED….. BY MANY, WHO ARE FEW …
TO THE MASSES OF INTELLIGENT BEINGZ FORCED UNDERGROUND,
LIKE MOLES WHO SUFFER LIGHT.
FOR THEIR LIGHT IS BUT A BLINDFOLD OF DECEIT AND GREED,
FULFILLING NEEDZ , TO REIGN SUPREME… OVER MUTANTS OF THEIR
OWN KREATION.

REPETITION.

………………ROUTINELY CHANGED BY SITUATIONS STAYING PLAIN
WITHIN THEIR OWN KOMPLEXITY.

IS THERE NO OTHER FALSE REALITY?

TO PICK AND CHOOSE ……
FOR THE WINNER IS THE LOSER OF THE LESSON FOUND IN LOSS.
AND THE LOSER WON JUST YESTERDAY.

REPETITION:

THAT WHICH KILLZ THE ESSENCE OF CREATIVE EVOLUTION?
THAT WHICH ENCOURAGES A WAY OUT OF THE MUNDANE?
OR KEEPS ONE DRUNK WITHIN IT'S TORPORING ARMCHAIR OF FATIGUE?

YOU TELL ME.

- Rotfly (g. toth) 2001