moulding rigidity

Die Luft des Lands ist ganz schwierig

flexibility
is not a mattress
not quite soft
could be spongy

like a bun
or a sponge

pillow is it not
not so supportive
not for your brain

but instincts

so i slept on
collapsed not my physicality
but my rotten mind
sedate mentality

frozen and smeared
resin
gum and pitch

i thought i was both well developed and flexible
stubborn not the word cause its derogatory
i have a well developed perfectly right devine and absolute set of morals and values
thats what i said

rigidity all crashed
recurring challenges
costs incurred
a brutally crushed mind
not a mean thing to do though

i said i would prefer someone who never cross when the red figure stares
now i know there are not always traffic lights on the crossings sides
and the systems go wrong too often

i thought we could tell right and wrong by instincts
now im living with someone without instincts
and she exhibits a bringing up without righteousness
people living in propaganda and cholera
1984 is the righteousness

brainwasher
is our education our society our vision
brainwashed
to not comprehend not to critically evaluate not even to process complexity
human intricacy

i thought it was civilisation
who defines civilisation
civilised beings

i thought i was cynical
now ive met the cynical

objective world beyond my subjective point of view
i thought there is nothing objective in this world
everything is perceived subjectively
given us subjective beings

swayed
wasted

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