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  Man I loved being abused And I think you did too Kinda wish it wasn't over Please come back my four leaf clover Maybe it's no self respect My problem is that I easily forget You and I are the same in that And I think you also want to come back I think the abuse was love A traumatized version from above Neither of us could admit it So we kinda had to split it As Kanye says run away There's nothing left for us to say Except that u can always come back But remember we'll both be under attack

Impossible Inherentness


Pain vs pleasure, the ups and downs, an endless cycle of discontent. Absent of reflection, this cyclical abuse of the mind works as a coping mechanism to the stringent, and expansive, chaotic and overwhelming state of modern influences. The self, the universe, life, society, all of which are never inherently prescient to anybody, but reflective of a disassociation with your own autonomy.

The power of global hegemony has distinguished these matters as part and parcel for existential singularities, the modus operandi of human consciousness. 

These matters don't arise out of an inherent nature of the self, but as a simple reflection of the vapidness of the external with its automations of heuristical prevalence, turning the self into an automatic being, that the self should know who it is without exploration.

Life controls the self, it animates it, and breathes it consciousness, deriving a reflection of the processes of the external into the self as a singularity. Its processes are an actualization of a modern anxiety, based off of social interactions and the powers that control them, where inherentness is impossible to parse.