I Blinded Myself And Things Got Better

I blinded myself and it made things seem better

I always made sure that I wished to see before I looked

I filtered out the disagreeable in realtime as I listened

I presumed and only then would I try to understand

I put things together just the way I wished that they would fit

I discarded pieces with odd shapes or unpleasant colors

I magnified and expanded that which I found pleasing

I jammed and nailed stuff together which did not really match

I ignored those facts that did not support my beliefs

I quickly forgot things I could not agree with

I did not listen carefully to everything they told me

I swallowed uncritically when it suited my agenda

I rarely played if I could not win

I left things out when I told my stories

I did not do much but still got full credit

I wasted time but let them say that I worked

I made artificial sense out of a mindless confusion

I convinced myself that there really was a trail that I followed

I questioned their false arguments to the finest detail

I overlooked things when necessary without even noticing

I bit my tongue almost accidentally instead of speaking up

I mouthed party lines paid to be written by some and spoken by others

I kept very quiet as all of that kept happening

I opened my mouth when I was certain that it was safely too late

I believed it when they said I was my own worst enemy

I blinded myself and it brought me some relief

I buried myself in their endless projects, all amounting to nothing

I crawled into the bottle on my own precious little free time

I got faith and it cured me of those questions which had nagged me

I just tithed weekly down at my media-spectacular mega-church store

I joined the club and signed up for the trip

I let others steer since I still had many things to do

I filtered my experience through a semi-permeable layer of dogma

I found the choices they presented to be clear and our path straightforward

I focused unquestioningly upon implanted inspirations

I blinded myself even though my eye had never offended me