War
/War comes at a price
Life is the cost of a win
Winner fights again
The Abstract Art Gallery
Broken, confused writer Jack Thomas puts the images in his mind on display in this "Blog." He dives into personal experience and his observations of the world to share his take on morality, childhood trauma, creativity, relationships, sex, politics, religion, violence, reality and more. Using countless formats from narrative driven short stories, to poetry, to song lyrics and philosophical explanations.
War comes at a price
Life is the cost of a win
Winner fights again
The nature of reality must be more complex than possible for us to even imagine. We exist within the universe, as far as we understand it, which means we are made of whatever the internal universe is made of. We have no means of accessing, perceiving or even understanding the origins of the outer universe.
Like a character in a story, it is not possible to question what exists beyond the page without the question itself being posed within the universe using the rules of the universe.
Knowledge of the outside must be discovered with tools from the outside. We have no means or reaching these tools.
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Order is Assured
In an Infinite Cycle
The Start is The End
...Faint heat
Rapid growth
Tall and bright
Illumination
Long life keeping things visible for those around
Low flame
About to burn out
The candle is all but evaporated
Dim
Near dark
Walls swallowed behind the ever growing void
Resistant fire stands...
...hope and dreams
Perpetually dangling where barely reachable
Walking off the cliff is the only way
To grab it by the horns and give it a name
Desperately dancing around a dying flame
Asking the rain gods to be merciful
Epiphany...
...information when I know I don’t have all the parts. There is more to acquire. Even if further reasoning on the same information is the only thing that can be done from my place and time, I’m okay with exploring that, but I’m alone in this.
Comprehension of different minds I fully understand. We don’t all think the same, but in the middle of conversation it escapes me as I’m enjoying myself. As a result, it always feels to me like I’m being abandoned in the middle of a discussion. Because I see more places it can go, but this doesn’t mean they do or if they do that they even want to go there. Reasoning is abstract and that isn’t the most appealing to most. I’d rather just be told they don’t want to be in the conversation...
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Struggle is impossible if you don’t resist.
The stream flows if you don’t stand against it.
Read MoreDistractions Many
Focus Requires Discipline
Fight For What You Want
... Solutions lie behind reason. Be less worried about someone understanding your point of view and attempt to understand theirs. Just listen and process. No commenting, no insulting. Don’t say anything. Listen to their explanation. When they’re done, ask a question without inserting new information. Just make it based on what they’ve said. That’s all the reason you need. If it makes sense take it and run, if it doesn’t and they don’t want to hear your reason, well at least you understand you don’t agree with theirs.
But if everyone is busy yelling at each other because emotions who is listening to who? Which side is getting smarter and more informed? Be the bigger person....
Read More...reminders of green rage and a broken emotionally unstable heart. Forgotten doubts and regrets rush back in, desperate to be felt by the numb.
Enthusiastically cynical, boiling iron runs through suffocating veins. Natural clouds in unnatural locations, yet, they’re the crazy ones?
Hypocritical denial rooted in clear awareness that the user quickly becomes the used. The plant is alive and a parasite in need of a host willing to indulge its delusive existence. Brainwashed, its family is invited generation after generation to feed off of fresh thought, motivation, energy, oxygen and God knows what else.
They wear the host down convincing them this is their normal state, their desired state, their baseline. A suppression effort to erase original normality...
Read MoreLost between who I thought I was and who I think I’ve discovered I am
A brave warrior attacking for no reason or a coward always in defense
Regret nothing or live in denial
Hate “them” because they’re lost or because that’s how I feel compared
As time goes by I have to wipe these tears from my eyes and strive to get by because eventually I’ll just realize I was wrong about who I was inside, again.
Read More...“What stops Flat Earth from being the cover up lie?” What if Earth is triangular? Or digital? And Flat Earth is to distract from the awareness that round Earth is a lie?
Who is responsible for originating the information any of us believe at any given moment and why do we believe that is true but we’re being lied to about what we don’t believe in? What if it is all a lie and the alternative was made by the same source as the original? Why ever believe something you’ve not proven yourself?
And then I wonder if I’m a victim to these thought patterns. Is my reality also just an illusions put before me to distract from the things I’ve realized are illusions? How much...
Read MoreDestruction of the masses by disastrous frenzied bastards.
Leaking and manipulating the scheduled lives of the many classes caught in digital hazardous conditions they’ve had at us.
An intrepid hero who’s never been seen is trapped with their eyes in front of a screen and seamless transitions from visual scenes mean nothing and seem fuzzy, for only illusions could they be.
But a little thought settle not whether we’d know better.
Reality is money hungry and ruthless in its pursuit and as loud mice we must admit when the cat is too big and bury our heads in the granulated wall.
Back ally voices in expensive blue suits discuss paintings. Expensive art with a beating heart. A message for the loyal pets. Reprogramming, behavior must be modified. Feed it, get it on your side and change how it thinks. Even if it means one at a time.
They use the screen we hold.
Read More...though. I’m bored of it. There needs to be a new challenge. I get tired of being able to do things. Where the fuck is that thing I can’t do? Where is this illusive writers block I here so much of? Why isn’t it anywhere I look, yet everyone else seems...
Read MoreThat across the mirror isn’t me
It mocks me when I say I am
Laughs to my face with a twisted smile and a malicious stare
Both of which I’m sure I don’t display
When eyes watch me they see it as if I don’t exist
And I ask why, I ask how do they see it and not me
So it tells me that I am the reflection
That I am but a mere illusion of the truth across the mirror
It tells me that my entire world is of self-deception and denial
And I refuse to believe its lies when I know that I am
But it’s always watching
With a smirk on its face
Ready for when I look its way
...this world began to form within the text. It wasn’t clear what I was looking at when I began, but as I continued the things written earlier became clearer. And I’d go and I’d make tiny adjustments to keep things consistent throughout the entire text. And these people within the universe I created developed personalities and lives. And as I continued to write they had families and friends. Loved..
Read MoreWith the following sets of adjustments to legislation and government we’ll be able to have a functional set of government programs for the Left without ever intruding on the rights for the Right...
Read MorePatience Is The Key
Understanding, Clarity
And Oneness Is Shared
...agreed on itself to proceed to different ranges of that same one morality, otherwise the context itself is different, meaning any two moral arguments are incompatible regardless how similar, because something is always off.
We have to first understand how we know nothing and how there is no way to know anything. There will never be. The only thing for certain is that we are having some type of perceptual experience, whether illusion or not. We still manage to perceive for whatever reason and we must build off of this fact and question the entire...
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