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Passive trials weigh heavly on balance, seeking remitance from the strain, strangleing the force by wich it perpetuates itself. dangling amidst the ashen sky, the balast heaves and hos, spanning the distance from whence we came to were we are to go. Yet only if gone is where we want to be, or to become, you see it might be a frightfully dense tree, the path layed out so intricately. Choice is only temptation, for convicted hearts see true. The heart heavy laiden, with the woes of the forsaken, clambers on despite his foes rejoicing from below. The mirrored lake tells this dark dreamers fate, in this world of puctuated hate, he must not hang his head as silence's copesmate.


Neil

"Corruptissima re publica plurimae leges -Cornelius Tacitus (The more corrupt state, the more laws)"


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“I wanted to take up power not from a Luddite ‘the world is being destroyed’ mentality that we should all do nothing, sit in a corner, and not consume at all, or since we can’t, just do a little and feel guilty anyway,” Mason says. “I wanted to take it up as a culture of potential abundance, of doing and engagement.” -Jim Mason, a Berkeley artist



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Hypocritical anti-media rant

In lieu of the dramatic, I have instead place the anticlimactic. for through and through this life we pursue the impression of wearing a worn shoe, that I'm as true to me as I am to you, and that as e...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Oct 2008 19:57:00 GMT

Inspired Poem of Living Light’s Deed

I have seen a thousand seraphim's flightcloud the blinding sightImmediately I felt the urge to fleeto go, to fly, to beThe wings were not perfectmaybe that is perfection's creedfor some light filtered...
Posted by on Thu, 01 May 2008 11:04:00 GMT

Facing the advisary... whimsical weapons of wind

In night and day I meditate and pray for the courage to look straight into the way, to set aside the wall and stride... but that approach has hectic written all over it, virtue chimes lightly on patie...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 14:01:00 GMT

{Used [unused (to be used)]}

I used to hang on every word, and fret over every chordI used to stand on the edge, closely looking downwardNow I stand firmly on the knowledge, knowing there is really no ledgeNo better place to be t...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 00:01:00 GMT

Mossy river

There is moss by the riverit is warm and greenThe sun is shinning brighterthan everythingThere is moss by the riverI can sit and singthe moss is much softernear the end of springThere is moss by the r...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:46:00 GMT

Greatful Dead

will be grateful when the struggle finally dies, this Love Sex Dichotomy flashing violently in my eyes, wisdom re-recycling and imitating the wise, I wish I really understood instead I just asked why,...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 10:47:00 GMT

A Long-shot for pretty

Light ring, some smile in spring, cheerful eyes from a dream... morning light in the dew, the clouds so prominent, and the sky so blue... The trees are engraved with acid etched detail, telling memory...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 08:31:00 GMT

Angst of the heart

So serious, cringe and pass up this furious, bombarding essence so dear to us... hoping they won't hear us struggle with letting go of this fear in us, as if it mattered down in that pit where lonelin...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 00:29:00 GMT

I won...

I won the war for more when I settled for less, because this is as good as it gets.
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 00:15:00 GMT

3 - For this cool grungy ass animal that I knew

The trilogy came to see the big movie turned big G, when the light reflected and stored in their heads, split up more than a million ways he said, all herding for the exit, each in a different directi...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 11:23:00 GMT