Befuddled

Consiousness fades from existance here,
with a penchant for releasing it's riegns.
Context becomes impersonal with electric training.
It is also rendered meaningless when no meaning came from it.
The moonlight creates a wake in which a softer light is cast to bask in.
Creature of the night with no qualms, no visage of malicious intent.
A quiet and graceful guesture without yaw or voracious movement steadily and silently carrying on with a heart full of content.
There is nothing drastic within but rather a baleanced scale towards either extreme.

Muddled

Idiosyncrasies quietly collaborrating an incorrigible conundrum all the while enthralled with the lofty zephyr so intangible.
These idiosyncrasies of such a vernacular lighty tread the path of countenance veering from the unsightly and insipid, lost to an elated yet depressed notion.
Melancholy slowly marinades within, having no discernment for which it implies.
These thoughts have become rogue and nomadic, seeking by the course of moving.
They float, fly and swim with no discerning path, nothing to come across.
Substance is possibly the goal, if there were a goal in mind.
Down the path the tread heavily yet lighty, while slowly a seering heat is at thier heels.

creep

When matters of semmingly utmost importance dawn upon you, something in the mind clicks to cause you stress. Thoughts become murky and very scattered. Imagine if to you focus was an unattainable goal,clarity only a delusion and joke. Now imagine how these important matters dawn onto you while you have such problems, it would trigger you to become very rash and irritated. Your ebb and flow has been disrupted and now your mental stream has become nothing more than a stagnant pond with children throwing rocks into it theres no more progression or growing in your strength and clarity, but a still splashed about stagnant murky pond. Eventually something will cause the pond to flow water again but while it doesnt and you sit with the most eager anticipation of a break through, your tortured with the wait as more and more piles upon your plate and you try and sift through the mess of your mind and your duties.

Understanding?

Human beings as methodical creatures are ones of such nuances and trivialities that it can become deceptive to try and understand a true and full meaning of a person. This can lead to any experience or encounter with another being be it animal/ foreign or native person being completely immeasurable of the feeling or actions of the person. Situations can go into another light rather than the one you anticipated. People can be completly different than what you were led to believe by a single instance where their true character came into light accidentally or unnoticably by thier terms. It is with great fear and apprehensiveness that you take this information into light and recount your previous notions about the general feeling of said person. This is what "layers" of our upbringing have programmed into us, no one is exempt whether it be the simplicity of being shy or the complexities of a cocktail personality to aquire some middle ground as to not run into any problems with people that you have to deal with on a daily basis. Things would be easier if a character was only just that, that one character, this would make life seamless and fluidity would abound but in such dream filled thinking comes a harsh reality of a cold front and countless ruses of masks that have to be peeled away until you can truly know a person completely. Same goes for friends that you have known for consideration spans of time you will always learn new things because of thier inability to be comfortable. from birth poeple grow up with poeple that they cant be true with. i.e. parents, you've had to hide things and progressively you have shed your masks one by one to them in hopes that they would accept your decisions as a sentient being. with that in mind we have gone through our lives in just the same manner of fear of dissapproval and have covered ourselfs with general ideas of acceptable traits and over time shave down these traits to our very basic core and our original personalities. It is a strange type of ritual we have burdened ourselves with but for some reason poeple cling to this ritual for dear life

Cryptic thinkin

Mind is scattered. Don't really know what to think of or anything like that really.
Delving into irrevocable waters of past a sense of nostalgia quaffs into mind. The open sky and land not anything like whats here towered and looming creatures of high stature mock our meekness as adamantly as we may try to fight it.
Passive notions are the only way to survive it. Become more like water and be fluid and flexible. Develop an ebb and flow. There are so many things that an be reprised or reiterated again and again until they become dull and transparent carrying no meaning anymore. This can affect the attitudes or emotion towards situations and people. Some carry a strong and sharp reprise to the mind that it becomes more distinctive than anything else. As long as your conscious of the notions which have been surfaced to your conscious thought you can carry them with you but with a teetering mind you can lose yourself in them and scamper back and lose the experience you set out on. never look all the way back but keep in mind the tint of events occurred.

Molding

From a speculative point of view we can safely assume we are creatures of intelligence, but in the respect of human linear thought. With this mainframe of thinking we have gained unconscious habits as a social creature. The one that stays in thought is the way a person mentally "shops&shapes" though other people. When this is said it is meant as the unconscious decision to gain another's character traits, peculiarities, or oddities. We do so from being conscious of ourselves and others around us. We understand simply that people have different backgrounds and thoughts and personalities. This leads to one picking up language, speech mannerisms, posture, sometimes ideals. In Example person A talks with person B and likes their company, over time they start to pick up on each others slang/language, and reciprocates said words in accordance to their own fashion. This can go along with anyone you've met in your life no matter how big or small of an effect they have had on you, no matter the duration. The people you have met have molded you who you are today, and many people get offended and see this statement in a negative effect. This is merely an objective view, It does not necessarily mean that you are a carbon copy of them but rather you have picked out of them. Your true self has had convictions and beliefs since birth, Similar to an animal instinct, which processes and weeds out the qualities and oddities from your perspective good and bad. Thus you begin to mold yourself to your surroundings and become a social creature, this however is inescapable no matter how you try to fight it. you have spoken to others and you have learned from them from a natural curiosity bound to our human nature whether you accept it or not. You can go to a group or clique and realize this fairly simply, just by listening to their mannerisms in speech or the way the show similar qualities. So in a final summation you mold yourself according to those around you for perspectively good or bad, this which cannot be simplified into "if you socialize with people who are bad, you are bad" rather its a complexity of the human mind mind working with ones own perspective of right and wrong. So you can be social with bad people and be a good person from picking out qualities that are perspectively deemed bad and preventing yourself from picking up said qualities all due to your subconscious reactions and convictions

transient

It seems to people that once something is gone they think they will establish a stronger connection with said lost thing. In a sense if they really wanted that thing to be a part of their life they would of established a stronger connection rather than distance themselves.These things are two completely opposite feelings but they intertwine together very smoothly and for some reason parallel each other. This can be very confusing when the situation is explained to you beforehand but then it gives you time to think about things such as this. This can lead to a feeling of loss because of what your gaining by losing something. These things lead to a lot of confusion, thoughts, dreams. Dreams come about from certain events feelings and settings from your normal life, the transform into completely abstract visions to you to try and tell you things about yourself and your feelings that your normal effected self. Your dreams are the essence of yourself that hasn't been influenced by the people, settings, or external variables. They are the very core of yourself, your soul, and they tell you the inner mechanisms of yourself through a venue that it has more power in. Since it doesn't have any prerequisites towards speech, it sends messages through visions and feelings, throw in your imagination and you create a self structured sequence of images to send a message to yourself. With all this sometimes you realize that certain things stay the way they are because there wasn't enough effort on both parts and your not bitter because it taught you about yourself. I am leaving the cage and with the self realization that I feel no connection with almost all the people I know that are still in this town. Maybe i'm devoid or largely apathetic towards the people here, but I feel like everyone didn't really care either way and that i'm just passing. At least now i won't have to be stuck with the same blank faces wandering around like a ghost.