sheets of paper and pens unto cognition, we were raised stomaching unnecessary material filled with disinformation to somewhat become something in a society glorified by certifications. all the while, everything stays vain cause death lies beneath few sittings from thousands of lecture hours “making some lives.” but, most of these teachings remain empty like waves threatening beaches accustomed to whirlwinds. “take it in they say, you best master your craft,” and maybe, just maybe, you’ll be counted among the stars written by men, valued by such more than you would having wisdom, knowledge.
these books, biros and boots with mindsets obliged to new curricula and stiffened campaigns honored by dignitaries who remain mindless of most whom the system fails. yet, i’m becoming learned
Comments