Our day is always here in the now. The words "we will rise again" need not be spoken. Peaks leave the valleys behind and vice versa. This is life.
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At the heart of nature, where imagery is poetry, poetry is art and art is reality.
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Parallel vision
Enlightened thoughts make an incision
In the mass of illusion.
Exposing the truth of the nature of the system
The facts get twisted
They twist them
They twist them
They twist me
Forgive them
They know not what they do
But they do it so well
And they sell it back to you
They prey on our nature
The human condition
Resist the temptation
Desire
Senastion
Elation attained by trancendent position
Yet we remain..
Part of a system
Part of a system
Well received words, thanks for taking the time to stop by.
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