meander through time
senses sharpened and
dulled
in experience
in ignorance
strobing in blankness
surfacing
hiding
to live
to feel
or not to feel
to know
this is life
be it contrast
blending
softness tearing
wrenching
flowing
the heavy oppression that presses in pain
pressing heaviness to pain our oppression
paining our pressing of life into neat little happy packets
packets of pressed flowers
cannot bloom
instead languish in their oppressed state
heavy as happy
press into minds
to know that this is life
to know the oppression
to acknowledge the pain
to press forward for happiness
this is life.
to hate it, is to know it, is to acknowledge it.
to love it, is to know it, is to want it.
to experience it, is to be simply alive.
to savour it, enjoy it, requires more than knowing can do.
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