evidence

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We witness stories as repeated chanted sound that cloaks us with protective webs to cover our indifference.

Deep within our memory we find recited texts that reinforce our illusions of belief.

We maintain a conformity and pacify capacity for endless indecisions that justify and duplicate our actions for our self.

Our stories keep our views the same while our perspective shifts, until we find the subtle match.

We explore the evidence and search for proof of facts that build the case to demonstrate a truth that we believe with certainty is always absolute.

Forget the possibilities, resist consideration of any shift in view that opens up a universe where altered potential presents a smorgasbord of choice.

Instead, inscribe it deeply onto a tattered map of mediocre offerings to guide half hearted promises to live a mundane life.

Create a destination where sneaky thoughts direct our view toward the tinted glass when the patterns are the proof.

We see the puzzle fit our view of life above the boards disregarding what we hide beneath.

Our testimony shapes our world as we dispute the score instead of asking what it is we withhold from our dreams.

But when we choose facility to expand capacity, it sparks us out of latency, examining our grace.

It walks us through the passageway, by showing what is viable, not searching for the proof.