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
The lie
Presented as scientific
Presented as intellectual
Homo Sapien
Homo Faber
Man the wise
Man the maker
Truly belittling
Autonomy and transcendence
Apparent in description
Homo sapien and homo faber
Perverted the idea of autonomy
Existentialism as the cornerstone
A transcendence above reality
The trauma of constraint within our minds
Made us feel the need to escape
We were bound by none other
Than the slave morality
That Nietzsche perverted in its definition
A retribution? No, an individuality.
Slavery is to the individual
As trauma is to the human
Interchangeable
Equal in refinement
Potent in solitary confinement
Systemically imposed on ourselves
The man is not the maker
The man is the lost
The man is not the creator
The man is the reshaping
The man is not transcendent
The man is transcendent to himself only
Reshaping the human identity
As one of an acceptance of loss
Necessary in our grievance with the traumatic impact of existence itself
One of snark being the sole remainder
In a hope for stability
Man
The traumatized automata
The exception seeker
Bound by the perspective of himself
And his neighbors
Traumatized by constraint in an unconstrained world.
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