Reprise

The concept is to forget indoctrination. Idea is that you’re moral is enough. So that people around us, find us tolerable. Whatever may come with a true opinion. Might instantly mean the death of ourselves. Imagination is running wild about how to conquer this nihilism.

Finding intrinsic means. To justify unjust behavior. Our innocence compels us. To always believe there is still good left. Only to be often betrayed by the notion that much of these concepts are fragments of our own belief system. We tend to try and mend relationships to ensure we show compatible morality. Yet in a sense, we’re abandoning hope

Because we feel it takes loss to create space for the damage. Damage that we are animals living this lie. In which we can change the system to our needs. More often then not we will find out that we will have to decline from our own norms. And settle with the idea of a lesser self. Our constitution relies on the Crowd

What can we say and what opinion shall be called preposterous. Because we should refrain from being honest. Instead, we need and are urged to create a facade that will hide our temperament. That will show off our true being. And the form it latches onto. We are carelessly whispering our ideas to walls painting vague pictures of the constituency.

Obliged we slowly bathe in our own emptiness. Of fragile reprise. So our constant search becomes a dominant factor in how we survive and thrive every day again. This might be the reason we have a hard time figuring out what time is best spent doing what in this way our endless search is much more than a quest.

It becomes a walk-through every day searching for signs to lighten the load. On the betrayal that could be called: conformism. As long as we live in conformity, our evolution most of all in thought is set to an altering halt. Our natural way of being is at its ultimate demise. In defense of this morale, we should always rebel against the ego.

That lurks as voices in our shadows. Our fragile reprise