system

My head annoys me. The persistence it displays is
something that is almost worth embracing on its
own. Unfortunate that it is unwavering in its
motivation, fear. Weak days wish for the
swap-image behavior concerning my souls drive
with my mind. I suppose that would hardly make
me human. The compatibility level currently
possessed between this computing machine and
this finite organism I steer around this world,
would most certainly be heightened. How else
could it be? Of course that is only if the mind is
a reactionary device driven to be sated by
whatever devices it knows being positive or
negative, though I believe the terms are complete
and incomplete. The antithesis being the soul
which cannot be listed in terms of desire, my
only attempt would be to venture that the soul
wishes to be warm, incorporating the word free
in a manner not fully comprehended by this one.
more often now are the times that I do not wish
to fully understand. Which would elude to the
fact that the thought of destination was possible.
furthering the display of my disconnection with
reality. It is as it should be. The siftings duality
is as such, all points to the apparent lack of
cohabitation between mind and soul. Contrastingly
the path is revealed.