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Levels of Awareness in a Pool of Shit

Life is essentially,

a swimming hole

overflowing with

the most repugnant

of fecal matters.


Now some people are fine with it

as long as they keep believing it's water

and you keep telling them it's water,

they'll keep swimming, happy little shit clams.


Some people might notice the smell and

question the validity of their shitwater,

but for the most part they get used to it

and it doesn't seem like a normal day

without that hot and heavy stench of utter Shit.


And then, the lucky few,

realize what it is they swim in,

want to get out and wash off,

They wash off and they get cold

They jump right back in

Then they turn to their neighbor and they say:

" Oh my goodness, How did I get into such deep shit?"


And these are the levels of awareness.


Oh come on IN,

the water feels great.

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