The howling of the beasts is now a regular affair; the seething anger, the all-day hate sessions, the pandemic of insanity... ripples across the unsteady floorboards of a no longer stable world... a world in transition... the pupae trembles. Suddenly there is a tearing sound and the membrane is sheared. The first thing seen is talons... followed by teeth. Civilization is a thin patina over the face of savagery. All that breeding... all that evolution,,, the careful refinements of the upper class, precariously balanced atop the ravening mob. How? How did it get like this?
Materialism... materialism... materialism... materialism... materialism... materialism... materialism. It reads like a rolling, neon banner...Time's Square, Broadway at 42nd street. Then... there is the West Coast version of Hollywood and Vine... that never was. Both of them are a Boulevard of Broken Dreams; the things I saw in passing... those snapshot images of life, also in transition... always in transition. Eternal change is the cornerstone of Eternity. In REALITY, there is what you see and what you do not see. Which of them is real? Because we do not see clearly, the eyes are the windows of deception, BUT... if your eye is single.
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