Being at wit’s end is just a holding point for pending correction, except when this end becomes your means to express frantic behavior, panting yourself into a manic depression, that shortens the length of one’s breath into manipulated spurts for air, interrupting the blood flowing freely through the body unrestricted, assisting the mind to stop the body from functioning correctly, all because of the idea of losing your self-interest, for putting ourselves in a precarious position. Built up in a matter of seconds to minutes is usually how long it takes, to go from stability to wavering hoping that you won’t faint, where if you stand up too quick the dizziness will cause you to black out, that why it’s important to breathe in – before such worst cases occur.
Could it be that one of the main reasons why one’s vision becomes blurry, is the rhetorical self-question ”What am I going to do now”, especially when all resources have been depleted and you’re faced with looking at you, sort of brings a new meaning to the saying “Here’s to looking at you kid”, and because we’re not used to looking at the face of ourselves, we’re unable to see the answer that resides inside us – that’s when the heart starts racing and the eyes becomes big, hyperventilating attempting to retake control of a mind that’s lost, but not really lost only directing our thoughts, we’ve accepted as the guiding force in our decision making process, like just because a reward may be given for pushing something you don’t necessarily agree with, doesn’t means you should overlook the effect it will have on others implemented by you, where the implications will fall dead on your shoulders, as so the consequences that’s soon to follow, that would overwhelm even the strongest person when the truth comes out, where in the system it’ll be hard for such persons to walk down the street.
Let alone breathe when realizing the nature of our ways, as these ways have paved our road to dismay, dismissing the equality equation every chance that’s given, because panic would have you to believe that others have it in for you, so do stupid shit towards one another never once making it right, then hide out in the day time, just to go out at night and in spite of coming across the same ones we despise, we still think “I’m right” for the shit we’ve pushed.
Where in the end it never pays to be a minion to say I was just trying to survive, especially when “In the interest of your safety” is the disguise for keeping you in fear, where just doing your job also comes with a bit of common sense, that’s missed when presented with things “Hard” to resist, I mean panic is a failsafe mechanism used to keep one compliant, that’s as easy as throwing you a bone on a string then pulling it back right before you bite it, with the expectation of deliciousness from being so hungry, or the idea of success from being so poor. (Hmm) Who wouldn’t fall for the mind game of having things right within your clutches, then rushing to pull the trigger just to have the rug pulled from under you, frustrated at the basics of not bringing it back to self, that I am the one who created the panic within me.
That I am the one who didn’t listen to myself, that I am the one who followed along with society, whose priority is to listen and don’t ask any question, that I am the one who saw the problem but didn’t walk the lessons from it, meaning didn’t want to stand up and walk the path to correction, where as a collective we’re quick to remove ourselves from the (I) equation, and replace it with the Eyes to the sky Divinity, remaining eternally enslaved eternally for infinity, all the why’ll Panicking in route to our own demise.
With lies upon lies do we lie in wait for the surprise, playing chess with our chess hoping to be vindicated, but for being vindictive the only surprise comes when the time runs out, then the truth comes out and our fulfillment is drained, that’s when holes become apparent in the stories we tell, and the store of energies begins to fade when the blame game no longer works, and the stage is then set with the spotlight on you, and your accompaniment scrambles like roaches when the lights comes on.
From going along with the system having you to believe that the majority is the few and the few “Know it All’s” is in charge of you, but if you notice an interesting thing there is always only one person with the bullhorn at a time, advancing their fear porn narrative simultaneously through different platforms, that for some reason doesn’t seem to work well these days, as most humans are no longer afraid and have had enough, and starting to stand up against the corruption going on, and realizing no other time in history do we need to do more.
I mean more in the sense of making equality common, and the common denominator always equaling what’s best for all, and not more trusting in the establishment to have your best interest in mind, and if you see an outstanding distraction know that there’s something behind it, and spend more time getting you identity back, instead of falling for the ritual of changing the very fabric of your body, as the body knows more than you think you know, and if you listen closely it’ll tell you that – (Shh) “Panic is an Illusion”. Now Breathe!
Thanks for reading.