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Disequilibrium

Disequilibrium

There is no such thing as
Equal
It’s a truly mismatched
World
With no approximations
And
Where balance is absurd
There is no such thing as
Perfect
It’s a faulty fucked up
World
Where victims weep in
Silence
And where their screams
Are seldom heard
There is no such thing as
Justice
Or even purpose in such
A nihilistic world

Fin de l’historie
Chut' mamans le mot …

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Marion

This write shouts...powerlessness
I think that's maybe when we start to die inside Neville, when the stark realisation that we are utterly powerless in the grand scheme of things...(whatever 'things' there are) and that the idea that we control anything at all is just a big cosmic joke...silly humans!! x

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Neville

I must admit, sometimes, I am ashamed to be associated with that particular species myself ....  N :) xx 

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Gwendoline

Love this one Neville. So true. Apologies I am out of messages for about 5 hours. But in answer to your last message, absolutely my friend 🙃
Gwen x

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Neville

as far as I am concerned, You never need apologise .. your timing is kinda groovy & outa this world .......................... xx

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Being Me

Hi Neville!  Love this!  What store we put into things like perfect and equal and beautiful and happy ever after and... Oh the list goes on. Life has a knack of kicking really hard when you least expect it. We seem to think it is okay to live up to everyone else's expectations. It is what's expected. Great poem x
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Neville

thank you my lovely ........................ x

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