broken conscience

broken conscience

Life is what you make it, and if you dont like it then you are crushed only by your own creation, thoughts, and juxtaposition of the world. But my juxtaposition of world is placed upon the highest standards, the gold of beauty, the silver of breath, and the jewels of life. Live and say you are dead, die and say you are living. The anorexia of society shuts us off from celebration of true love. We covet everything that destroys us and forget all that truly matters in life. Absolution is less lest left to live.

The standards of the world let us see the truths that society accepts, and because society spits so many lies, we don't know what is truth, and in the end, our skepticism leads us to our own demise. We brush away the light of reason and life, and the curious cat never got to see whats in the box.