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When you look in the mirror, are you honest with yourself? or do you lie, make yourself believe a unconstructed lie and let it build upon itself the rest of the day. or do you have the understanding to do both and know when you do both and control when you do both.

consciousness is the acceptance that the reality your living in is the only reality you know, so you live in it. So why is there the want to not live fully in the thing we know and search for something that cant be understood. a different paradigm, dimension, etc. there is so much that is still unknown about life, but billions of humans just live, fighting each other for food, power, money, territory. how is there not a unified understanding that in acceptance of individuality comes the endless potential for humans to do anything? If grudges were dropped, and history accepted for what it is, *being something that has already happened and will never again be able to be effected no matter how skewed it gets written down, think of the possibility of 8 billion humans minds working together.

to have this thought whole heartedly makes living, hell. and its all because of one thing, an individuals inability to accept ones own individuality. to know and understand that you are and forever will be alone in this life, and then accepting that as fact.

the question 'do you see red the same color as i see red' can never be answered correctly. thus proves that no one will ever experience your life the way you experienced it. making every single human individual. making every human alone in there experiences. yeah you can relate to things and understand, but no one will ever have the same experience. knowing and understanding this, meaning you understand this not only for yourself but others, gives you a certain freedom of mind that simplifies the cravings of life into a non essential. and lets you think about stuff. almost to much.

... all of this is how my mind works by the way.

But what I'm getting at is that, since no one else can experience the exact experiences you have then why is there such an effort to be accepted by other humans when you haven't even accepted yourself? i wish i could express what i mean in a better way, but a metaphor is this: A dream is always almost unexplainable to those who weren't in it, so when you dream its only yours. in this sense, life is a dream because only you can experience your life.

life no longer has value. sure, it has a dollar sign attached, a years span attached, maybe a label of what others think as good. but no one values the fact that their life is individual to all others to and ever will be in existence.

and its obvious in the way people live.

Secondarily

It's in me again
the dread of life
realization that everything is moldable
but no one wants to ever except it
like a pool of mud
no one steps in it
all about food
cars
money
phones
apps
gas
status
it disgusts at the simplest level
the human in me, wanting everyone else to join
a septic pool of blood
filling the void
that 'life' has created
no one wants
only consume
a wet dripping stinky charred piece of cow fat
or hamburger
gets devoured without the thought of
the years
effort
energy
that took place before
the mere
mention of
such would be
a death of an appetite
to be, or not
is  no longer a question
but a statement
no one i know wants to be
the limitless endeavor in which
the human life
has potential
or growing
beyond
imagination
because of
the need to
consume