Presumptions become pillars.
Dominos of belief quality
beget dominos as follows:
Once handled originally
then set in place,
never revisited
with any frequency,
yet often fulcrums
for positionality’s thrust
towards fostering causes
as reframes of circumstance.
Presumptions with shelf lives
live longer than expirations dates
of still truthful scenarios.
Usage continues undeterred
in the back rooms or back wash
of directives spent on living.
There are no recall options,
only glaring mistakes
dressed in denials.
These are grave consequences
that could possibly
bring into light
those initial presumptive calls.
Only then could there be a review
and reconsideration be at hand,
possibly to be replaced
by a newer presumption
of the same ilk,
only reworded
without further insight
in that of itself.
A later uncovering,
years down the road,
by some questioning,
as to what was the short merit
by presumptions held for so long
and so undisclosed?
What are the rules
that apply to rules
that became blindly adhered to
and full functionaries?
When do we get to
commonly share
about the rules about the rules
about the rules?
Is it supposed to be
only the hidden frame
to wisdom learned?
Is there a sovereignty
to knowing possessed
with insight from beyond?
Presumptions in the form
of nearsighted shortcuts
eventually serve no one.
We are all then duped
in saving grace.
For the communing
of presumptions
terms cultures
and falsifies consensus.
And no one without motive
is the wiser.
Presumptions are
consciousness cauterized,
like plastic explosives
taped to unconscious vest
of being.
We are all inadvertent terrorists
capable of massive damage
to our conscious causes
unwitting though
as we claim otherwise.
And the dominos fall
one upon another
and no one really saw
the alignment as such
for falling forward as our lives.
The planet has become
our assembly table
with enough assumptions
in place and holding,
is this where
we all fall down . . . ?
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