I go running. Or write stream of thought poetry like this. Culture A catalyst for this state of flux bombarded by life we grow stronger Opposition does not impress us Knowledge of the past aids the present A war that social vampires believe has been won derisive laughter echoes through the corridors Premature arrogance will soon be undone Majority consensus is meaningless We see straight through the fabrication False idols verified through the masses adulation Societies glorification of the ignorant and mundane a foundation of quicksand sinking lies built on lies another floor added to the bastion more weight accelerates the collapse We make our stand in silence Observing the decay of homogenous thought Dessication of their beliefs withering erroneous convictions Human spirit no longer chained by inhibition
