the fear

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 T h e w o rl d is a p u r p l e b a rrica d e , a nd we a re ow ers w ai t i ng t o bl oom to y, t o ru b aga i n st f r i c t i o n . t h e t h ri l l o f a n u n c o n q u era b l e resisti n g f o r ce . we r e s i s t a n d resi s t , u n t i l w e r e t h is c l o s e . t w isted a n d p oin t l e ss, h e g o e s loo k a t h im, da y i n an d da y o u t h e w o rks, he sl o g s a n d p r a ct i ce s. li f e m u st bl o w . some sw e e t r e so lve i n to hi s s tirred fa ce wri n kl e s an d plays, t h e a tr e s a n d h yp o cr i sy ck l e ? n ay, m i sd i r e ct e d so l i t u d e a n d m i so g yn y h e a sked f o r a sou l to m ove, a he art t o sh a ke a n d b l e ed I g o t so m e t h in g to p r o ve, a min d w i t h ou t co ke o r we e d an e ye t h at st r e t ch e s w i d e i n t o t h e u n kn o w n, I sp e a k l i e s b u t I sp e a k b o l d E ye d o n’t d o w h a t I’ m t o l d , oh e ye , d o w h a t yo u’re so ld l e a rn o u r l a n g u a ge an d you sh a ll rul e sa i d t h e h e a rt s o f m e n, w i t h ve n g e a nce co l d t h e i n t e l l i g e nce o f a m u l e i sn t w h a t d r i ve s t h e o t h e r it s t h e u n kn ow n, o p e n a n d sh u tt e r u n t a in t e d m i n d s, n a ive ye t u n wi l l i n g t o st u t t er t h e f e ar it’ s a r e s i s ti n g f o r c e .

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The world is a purple barricade,and we are flowers waiting to bloomto fly, to rub against friction.the thrill of an unconquerable resisting force.we resist and resist, until were this close.

twisted and pointless, he goeslook at him, day in and day outhe works, he slogs and practices. life must blow.some sweet resolve into his stirred facewrinkles and plays, theatres and hypocrisyfickle? nay, misdirected solitude and misogyny

he asked for a soul to move, a heart to shake and bleedI got something to prove, a mind without coke or weedan eye that stretches wide into the unknown, I speak lies but I speak boldEye dont do what Im told, oh eye, do what youre sold

learn our language and you shall rulesaid the hearts of men, with vengeance coldthe intelligence of a muleisnt what drives the otherits the unknown, open and shutteruntainted minds, naive yet unwilling to stutter

the fearits a resisting force.