Someone there

Clothes maketh the man they say
I have to agree when your clothes are flesh
When you judge yourself how can you not another?
Some things are wonderfully instinctive
The meaning of life is to actuate
That sounds so simple
The question is stupid
How it actuates is worth everything

Why don't you just want to die?
It's not because of what you know at all
Everybody knows what you know
Why
It is all a part of the Noosphere
It is in fact all about 
How you know 
What you know

Everybody knows you
But not like you do
Is it not queer how that sounds perverse?
Your affection is what draws you in
What affects you is in your actuation

It is absolutely the best to be
In a state of yearning
Like when you are single
When you think back, you remember the worst
The best pain is also the most potent
That kind that makes you feel like
Your body left your soul

I know you often think back hooking onto
Not the facts, but how they made you feel
Wondering if you were wronged or dumb
It always goes down the same way
The bitter pill to swallow
Nothing wrong with talking
When the person you are
Having conversation with
Is you

Come to your senses
Walk right through them
Keep your footing
The rocks are loose
Sleep with one eye open
Until your arrival
Express gladness
Beaming straight from the heart
Appreciate it for once
Here where no one can see
Everything hidden in plain sight
The closing reflection departed

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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