a beautiful field of rosey bullshit

a beautiful field of
rosey bullshit
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Sure it's bullshit. pure bullshit.
but A Beautiful Bullshit that others
view as a Field of Roses, because
most want it to be true so bad
that they (in their irrationally
heartless heart of hearts) ignore
the wretched smell.

I consider it to be a Psychological
Mechanism of Defense, which
the mind adopts in order to prevent
the ego-consciousness from
suffering an unendurable trauma
that would probably quite literally
destroy our fragile Self-View.

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Everyone talks about the truth like
they know what it is; but no one
SPEAKS the truth; if they did they
would freely admit that we're all just
scared puppets of design wandering
aimlessly through a hostile universe
where nothing is certain but an end
we may or may not transcend after
death.

so. what shall it be for you today
fellow dreamer? Bullshit or a Field
of Roses?

(and how the hell can anyone tell
the difference?)

j.s.h.