sings and symbols

What we call conspiracy,
    is not conspiracy.
What we call normal thing, 
    is not normal.
  traps and snare
  mediums and spirits
  whisper and mutter
  distressed and hungry
  darkness and fearful gloom.
We're sings and symbols of the universe.
The earth is on a fast long spine.
The different one's are like the outcast.
What am I to do with all this vision.
This is what I do.
I'm happy when I got it right
 depressed when it's not going well.
Now tell me, how am I gonna call it blessing?
I stage a conversation with myself at the end it all leads to one thing.
  Am breathing.

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