With repression of the individual comes forced fragmentation. The Self becomes a wonderer, a stranger to singularity, yet known to all faculties within. An un-willing participant amidst fluctuating sensations. Though we remain ourselves, personality segments, allowing imbalance into consciousness. An overpowering melancholy holds the soul in a state of subdued existence.
Tormented sadness only intensifies yearning for ascendance, whilst frustration of imposed actualities stunt progression and lend to outbursts of misconstrued repugnant release.
With decadence installed, purpose becomes disrupted and then we fall.
We fall unknowing, away from who and where we are supposed to be.
In our end and of the now we anchor spirit and survive by will
Standing solitary, a seeker of self, subdued in suffering, struggles to sustain virtuous intention.
Once lost from consciousness, reflective resonance reverberates luminescence through porous awakening.