My Discordant Life [Visualized]

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How interesting it really is, this discordant life I lead;
Endless and unavoidable, self-induced perceptions of greed.

British Virgin Islands (26 days ago)

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This crypto craze, it seems to swallow me whole;
It's beyond the boundaries of big, it festers deep in my soul.

Forest Room 5 - Denver, CO (18 days ago)

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There's opportunity and oppulence, it seems at every turn;
Yet something other pulls on me, an unsatiable need to learn.

TEDx MileHigh - Denver, CO (12 days ago)

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Our history and past unknown, tell stories of the now;
The writing is clearly on the wall, but still we don't know how.

Midtown - Nashville, TN (9 days ago)

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Our friends and family join along, they're filters upon our screen;
They insulate our deepest truths, from within which we can not glean.

Owen Bradley Park - Nashville, TN (9 days ago)

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So is it unity and tribal talk, leading us slowly towards our graves;
Or is it much more insular, a selfish ego that misbehaves.

Bakersfield - Nashville, TN (8 days ago)

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We search for secret symbols, the ones we can't ignore;
But often those that lead us in, have other things in store.

Station Inn - Nashville, TN (8 days ago)

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So take the time to truly breathe, and absorb the here and now;
It's when you feel discordant, you're most deserving of a bow.

Denver, CO (3 hours ago)

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If you'd rather absorb the content without the visuals, here's your chance:

How interesting it really is, this discordant life I lead;
Endless and unavoidable, self-induced perceptions of greed.

This crypto craze, it seems to swallow me whole;
It's beyond the boundaries of big, it festers deep in my soul.

There's opportunity and oppulence, it seems at every turn;
Yet something other pulls on me, an unsatiable need to learn.

Our history and past unknown, tell stories of the now;
The writing is clearly on the wall, but still we don't know how.

Our friends and family join along, they're filters upon our screen;
They insulate our deepest truths, from within which we can not glean.

So is it unity and tribal talk, leading us slowly towards our graves;
Or is it much more insular, a selfish ego that misbehaves.

We search for secret symbols, the ones we can't ignore;
But often those that lead us in, have other things in store.

So take the time to truly breathe, and absorb the here and now;
It's when you feel discordant, you're most deserving of a bow.

Much ❀
@Tayken

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