I am quite aware of the common consensus and the baggage contained within its realms of unconsciousness.
That is nothing new about collective cohesiveness, nor has public outcry resulted in undeserved backlashes of unbridled uniformity.......yet.
You must find a way to pierce the second skin which is suffocating your spirit.
Punch holes in the barriers of thine own design, break free and breath once more.
Magic does not offer resolution to the ails of a heart weighted down by years of doubt and uncertainty.
Hope will keep the lungs functioning, but only swift alacrity can overcome one's mire.
Cajole the vascular hub into hare-footed hoopla despite any prevailing sentiments.
For what, after all, is sentiment but vain attempts at coping a communal 'tude.
So clear off that desk, wipe down the task board, lace up the walking shoes.
Time to write that novel, plant the garden, and begin again........again.
originally published as two separate works -
Perception is NOT reality......really, its not.
Perception, part 2 - the causatum