WHO ARE WE?

We, who we are.

The remnant pieces of discarded images.

Images discarded into living trash bins, only to be found by rebellious Martians.

Discarded images recycled over and over again, only to be useful to the selected few.

Images of many faces only useful to the mundane, A handful of people in which mostly become the ones who themselves are lost.

Continuing the bondage of materials that are already defective. Communalizing faces to form a society that could interact, Forging bonds over abridged pasts that lie broken and interlocked.

We are not who we are, because what we are doesn’t necessarily determine who we are. What we are not seems only clear to us, for it resembles what we are to become.

Drowning deep inside the belly of uncharted waters. Supposed to be swimming with predatory creatures, including regird tooth sharks which seem to be repelled by the stench of our aura. We as skin dressers,

changing personas to fit the appetite of the diet given to us.

A diet that is only to be followed as a guideline, a mere guide to those who choose to follow our footsteps. Bellowing footsteps that have been previously erased as a safety mechanism, but could still managed to be found by the usage of microscopic glasses.

Glasses worn by the hearts of lost ones and those who are drifting souls, souls drifting in the ever-changing aura of life. Souls lost to the system of this simulation of a world, A world governed by senseless means.

Forced to conform to higher authority, but still remain without contentment from following authority, not bound by any law in which they choose to abide by.

We are the leaders of the flesh in the bodies whom we inhabit, those who have our mind automatically think that we are the inhabitants, but the concept is actually the other way around, bodies controlled by minds and minds controlled by their imperfect emotions.

We are anger, confusion, eternal love, and agony caused by unlimited sadness.

We are confidence, the courage that drives us through all demarcations.

We are self-esteem in its various levels of interlaced volumes, but who we truly are is Lust, that in which we truly represent and are the embodiment of. It is who we truly are in our various faces, In our many personalities, diverse shapes and ethnicities.

Sometimes an un-appreciation is what we truly feel inside, What we see in ourselves when we look in the mirror. That which we do not know, That which is a feeling that keeps us either praising ourselves, Or rather wishing we could destroy ourselves.

We are all these things mentioned and more, because God gave us a part of him or herself.

But here we are still, unable to fathom the bounds of our own limitations.

We still cannot seem to decode, crack or find the code to overcome the limitations of we are.

We cannot find this container, we cannot even open of this box of matter currently keeping us in chains. Yet we choose to be, Mainly because if we didn’t, then we would perish and cease to exist.

Although it does seem like the more, we become, is the less beautiful this world becomes as a result.

Who are we, in a body controlled by impulse.

A system constructed without individual or independent thought, since we do not solely run its own and unique functionality? A system that uses breath as fuel, it uses a heart as an engine to give life to its operating systematic function.

A system that also uses a brain to maintain the majority of its operations, despite this organ degenerating over time and with time, if not properly and orderly fed.

Gender does not define who we are though, as it is only a catchy concept used to define the body in which we inhabit.

Gender solely doesn’t clearly limit who we are, it doesn’t limit who or what we can be.

Gender cannot restrain us from expressing who we are, and nor does it limit ‘US’ from achieving the highest level of our purpose. To find the purpose in which we were created here to be, whilst the only restriction in itself being the individual’s lack of understanding.

The incapability of being able to prioritize common knowledge, The incapacity to apply wisdom.

To be able to use our vessels or rather these moving engines we call bodies, Putting to use what we have and all the experience we have gained. To solve our own problems and that of the entire world, Making the sense work towards what is needed to make sense of our lives.

Allowing ‘US’ to bypass who we are and surpass our capabilities, Going beyond their way of thinking and doing things. “We” remains to be a permanent part of each and every human being, A generic part of every life that lives and exists on this very Earth.

because as far as we could understand ‘WE’ is actually nothing without ‘US’.

‘WE’ was nothing before and would only remain being nothing, without the vessels that it possesses.

As WE need US to be whole and to be fully one, as an entire chain that is interlocked and working simultaneously.

Although we just aren’t the same as you might think.

We still are considered to be a unique One that is divided in many different ways.

Who we are in different cultures, languages, and traditions, Us as colours and shapes.

Who we are as multiple shades within the same spectrum.

A strand of hair that’s only separated by the shades in which occupy a certain environment.

A strand of a singular hair that spreads over many regions but still remains intact.

The only obstacle is being encaged inside of an individual, Being totally locked within a personality of a person who is stagnant.

An individual who is bound by the laws of the old and stuck in historical mischief, A person formally taught or forced to believe that we do not utterly exist at all. That remains the only obstacle stopping us, but not necessarily a thing that is hindering or holding us.

A mountain that is keeping us forbidden from communicating with who we are, Talking with what we are in its whole entirety. Allowing us to form a bridge that could help us get across, to be able to maybe shine a light on necessities that need answering.

For instance, We are the ones making it possible for you to be able to read, What we are is what gives you the capability to process the text written on this paper in its physical or digital form.

Who YOU are is a part of US, And being a part of this intricate system allows you to be able to analyse and decode the words you are currently reading.

Using your eyes to identify the images and symbols of glyphs.

The words that you are currently looking at right now.

You can go ahead and refuse to believe ‘WHO WE ARE,’ for it is only us refusing our existence.

YOU CAN choose to HATE US if you will like everybody else, since free will was awarded to you as a tool.

Just in case you must know, you would only be hating yourself, like everyone does.

It is only us who are disputing over this after all, It is You and I who are arguing.

Going back and forth about this whole entire conception, Communicating with each other over this conversation. Connecting with one another, realizing our own origins.

With you figuring out who and what you are.

Coming to understand how this topic started in the first place.

But Who Are You in the end?

Who were you before this conversation started?

What are you, is the ultimate question.

For only understanding Who or What you are and what you were before/

Understanding what you stand underneath of.

That is the only time you can come to terms with what we all are?

Who we are, still is going to remain the same at the end of the day.

Us being ONE, was the answer that was given before….

What were you doing?

When You…

FOUND US!

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