Relative Something

It has been far too long since the unabashed cascade of stream of consciousness has been allowed to flow unfettered such that you’d think there to be a prodigious backup of nonsensical mania waiting to be unleashed except that nothing could be farther from fact since there seems to have been a remarkable lack of whatever the heck it is that feeds the need to act as if someone put a nickel in the kid who honestly has nothing of immediate import to share beyond the obtuse observations randomly appearing without logic though fully fueled with enough silly insanity to muster a meager attempt at revealing the inner randomonious sanctum of unusually inspired lyrical illustrations that fly through the mind’s eye with awkward gyrating thrusts of impetus to make progress against the morbid dormancy of droning and clattering born of blind lust to gain a fortune of bliss in return for the least possible effort toward bettering the less fortunate souls wandering lost in the violent storms of daily annoyances unleashed upon the innocent masses who in reality appear guilty by association and proximity to the lessor evils that idly ply an unyielding tenacity to peel away the fresh innocence of eager souls on a journey from the easily distracted urgency of how we got here to the truly effortless act of simply shedding the outer egomaniac and letting love bloom as free as it was always meant to be.