winter soulstice

The longest night proved revealing to those who looked past the flickering flames and into the shadows that scurried between corners and crevices. On the surface a valiant display of colourful ritual and celebration, but underneath laid a selfish dwelling of disgustipated expressions. A masquerade for debauchery in the name of spiritual enlightenment, Mayas malevolent smile stretched from the bottom of her eyelids exposing a toothy grin. She’s an illusive adversary but why should I fear you?

Intuitive perception forensically observing intentions, I can see past your pretensions, and somewhere beneath all of the accumulated clutter lays a sobbing soul. Behind the glitter of this masquerade ball each and every one of us are weeping in confused alienation. All of us masters of the art of escapism we dodge the driftwood until it creates a dam of problems. Woe is us the lost generation of now, and how beautifully tragic it is. We seek to be creative and harmonious only to become a victim of entropy. I stroke my chin and sort the shitty hand that’s been dealt. What has become of us? Where are we going?

We are all children blindly grasping in the dark for some sort of solid ground to cling too, we seek an island of reprisal in this abyss. With my self professed anthropological cap on I wade in this baby pool lukewarm with the piss of scared kids, and at the end of everyday all I can do is shake my head and giggle. We are all the same and we are all looking for the exact same thing but all looking in the wrong places, I see no difference between the businessman that walks down the street and the gypsy that pickpockets him. They both carry around a lifeless shell that hides who they really are, they both cling onto the things that potentially give meaning to their materialistic lives. They both rely on another in a parasitic relationship. They lie to themselves and justify their actions both believing that one is right and other is wrong. selfish Pretensions, pretensions, pretensions…. Is their anything legitimately real in this godless world? Where have all the genuine people gone?

The darkest night has allowed these demons to surface and run amuck.
And now I see.