Kindness is not Kind

Everything has an opposite and a grouping of opposites, which, with-in contain similes. Everything has a simile and a grouping of similes, which, with-in contain opposites. Much like magnetic polarity. All of these a-likes, and un-likes share sequence and fluctuation. No two things are completely alike, yet no two thinks completely differ. A part of us at any part of our being has been, and, and and/or will be apart of something else, possibly not of our being, but surly of something else. Therefore, we are all together, we are. We are in and out of emotion, to be neutral is pulling two (or more) dots together. Neutrality is perfection, but cannot exist due to unforeseen outside intent. We are not alone, to seclude is it die. To over accommodate is to be killed. Death becomes beauty, as does life, and living. Beauty is not aesthetic, beauty is attention. "Artists" construct beauty, but in doing so destroy, destruct a beauty in another beauty. Therefore creation is destruction, and destruction is creation... tragedy is beautiful. If we live, we destroy, because our body decays. Beauty is attention, but. In all honesty, we decay. We rise. We are dogs.