eating serano peppers at night and mushroom soup screaming for everything to f off and "it's all shit!"

wishing I was back at the Bermuda Triangle, on a hammock sweeping during the fine breeze of a tropic storm

 so anyway that "tomato soup" I thought I was having, well it was cream of mushroom soup really. I mean I've never really been one for labels. But this discernment could eventually cost lives someday and it feels like a big deal when you had your tastes set for tomato soup, and now this cream of mushroom is spinning around in a microwave.
Possibly some more fistfuls of these serano pepper cut ups can just be tossed in there, then. Let's make this exciting.
Anyway, what do I care?
Nobody came here for any of this chef expertise and I wouldn't want to show off too many kitchen secrets about how to create some of the most world renowned, microwaved dishes of canned cream of mushroom.
and that's my poem called "Achieving Critical Mass"

 Soul is more than a commodity
You can live more than
collecting inspiration quotes

 from the heart is better
than propaganda, than falsity.
Raw delivery of the soul.
If you had to do it all alone all along
and still thrive through,
there are others that get handmedowns every second of the way.
They're pent up to care about ego and image and all this and that.

These people don't give you
a fucking chance
so you better take that chance
because they'll judge you anyway
just to live life easy
but they'll die after a life
of doing nothing to face the strain
of self-change and  self-development
and it's an easy out
if  you're their allibi
because they've got one another
along the way
with doing nothing at all
to harbor a direct current interaction
with soul consciousness.

And they're plastic
plastic platic
new agers
and fashion witches
and turn the other cheek christians
and the spiritualists and so on.

realness of the soul
scares the fuck out of them
because a mandatory check
comes into the visage
of all their rulesets
to their cults and discriminations.

There is so much potential

but you live in this little heaving college town
where brain development and the soul force
are not at the forefront at all
and every crescent of a corner
has promoters and gatekeepers
who think things that are not of the common commotion
of public image and daily news cycles
are a threat to their griphold on creating narratives.
They're spoiled and do the same things
again and again and again and again and again
and what if something new comes along?
They say they want change and to embrace the "different"
no, they try to crush it and ostracize it if it does not
fit into it being bent or politicized. 
and I shine a fire through that bullshit.
I've been fought every damn way every which way
from home life to public and social
and still find a way to make it or to craft
or to remember whatever lessons guided from
and some just plain can't stand that
I am still standing.

 new agers kind of suck.

I like real people who are honest

am i going to get in trouble if i say most everyone alive today are a bunch of insane ugly fucking freaks and they're boring and everybody owes me 7bucks?
pay up

 IQ is in a death spiral.. as it just about every other positive trait
you're  being bred to  be stupid and reliant.
like that on a media post.  let the world know what you really think.

 Social media is hell

Its mindless, soulless ugly and plastic

addendum

 Just started a war with God
because usually everything I bicker with
I end up getting along with at the end.
🦘
I'd like to re-emphasize the approach of layers used in this slogan, above, when my browser is not snootching up.
However, to be quick,
Within it is an epithet of faith, sarcasm, disdain and recollection of the coming togetherness of total union.
It connects to the famous quote regarding "If you see the Buddha in the middle of the road..."

at any rate, if you hire any other face to further emphasize this and rebrand this as marketing, I'm sure it could go a long way.
Being simultaneously the harbringer of the white male devil patriarchy and yet also a woodsland spirit of the cosmic trans community, it is no real bridge between freckles or easy task to be a statement maker of any community. and a fervent approach to fun and picking on one's own seriousness in many a cathedral of brain dogma does come easier when you are the public's resource of desire of generational fad.
I, however, still stick to the above statement.
The "initiation" process of shock,
later leads to understanding the coming to terms with a sort of union.

Also I just plain really do not care and that is a temporal beneficence of ultimate Zen as of late. It's fun and nature never broke my heart like humans or God has. And never required I become stronger or of a benchmark considerateness, either.
Now that's wild, weird stuff.

 Just started a war with God
because usually everything I bicker with
I end up getting along with at the end.

 I started one week of counseling  and I think I'm going to quite soon so that something useful can be applied in that time slot allotment of life. Unless I can just make something up and describe some highly imaginative fantasy life each time I visit. Much like that answers or assessments called solution, being imaginative fantasizing.
That's another humorist take on life's situations.
And if you don't like it, you probably have some big problems.
Go seek counseling if so. So you can get a good laugh.

 it's spiritual meta-puke,
it's not real.  It's an in-group for non-change
and group meetings.  they'll judge anyone who
threatens the idea they do nothing at all really.
Do I have to keep learning the hard way
that they are extremely plastique? 
Just many times,is all.  They're so boring, too.
Lifeless. It's okay. They're not my creation.

 I wasn't wrong i was just being truthful to many spiritual egos. And the truth hurts such delicate concoctions.  Because their sense of self image and public pursuit relies on never vocally or realistically going through actual intense and deep radical change.

They are part of very rule oriented social groups.  And absolutely fear reality,chance and the atomic unknown.  It is ok to speak of such as it is more than espousing. And someone who does see such can still go about life inducting positive change and self-discovery. 

Those that realize it is a public nuance and fear of true compassion, strength and proving, though, will be weary to play whatever initiative games that the spiritually flamboyant coat within.  Nde,trauma and self-death experiences survived create a true love of life if fear is abandoned. 

 more positivity
less negative stuff
negative atmospheres lead to strife and discontent,
and views forming discontent.
On that journey and approach to change the atmosphere,
albeit as hard as it ever does seem to be time to time
acceptance of circumstance come to be born.
And the confidence and breath of peace
and the ways away from circling and cycling pent up pain
can find a freer route.
It is that the atmosphere of one's ideas, where one lays their head,
where one wakes up and where one creates that should be re-newed,
changed, redeemed and made more hospitable for seeing life's grace.

 Truths about reality.

lol

Spoken in silent forests. 

One of the few places that is accepted.