Cataloging Contents

Maybe I’m nothing but a fabrication.

Just an empty amalgam-golem comprised of the external pressures and experiences I’ve been exposed to up to this point
(though, I may be moving non-successionally through what I perceive to be time, the straight line to reach said point being given continuity only by my consciousness..).

Not deep, not anything..
Just a sponge.
Soaking up knowledge and opinion,
Adrift on a sea of slack and solipsism.

An absent-minded observer watching with disinterested eyes as the human condition renders itself trite.
A gilded shit-culture running backwards into the loving embrace of nothingness.

Spiritual stagnation and social decay,
Twin gods divided by reflection.

I am a construct,
Erected in the image of my creator.

A simple compilation.


About Moly

Average, boring, self-involved human. Twitter: @CultOfCocktails Facebook:
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2 Responses to Cataloging Contents

  1. San Matgone says:

    Hell Yeah!


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