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Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
We've all gone with the wind.
The flow of the river,
never disciplined.

And we've lost all our hope.
And found it again,
at the end of our rope.

Tomorrow passed by so quick,
I thought it was here,
but it was just a trick.

You longed for a lover,
you looked for one
you could not discover.

And I sit here and wait.
I let time go by,
oh isn't time great?
Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
Why do we fear death?  Perhaps its the fear of the unknown, but we did not fear the world as we left the womb, so why is death to be feared? It's just as natural as being born, but we still seem to be un-expecting as it approaches us, and surprised when we realize it is near.

We are in fact, just as destined to take our last breath, as we are to take our first.  It is because with our earthly blindness, all we are able to see is the decaying body of those passed, that we think there is any difference between birth and death. We rarely think about a next phase, and when we do, most dismiss it as idealization. When did we become so blindly trusting in our own "intellect"?  And so ignorant to the idea that this world is just one step in a larger scheme?

I cannot fully put into words why we feel like we do on this topic, but I can try to speak on my behalf.  I don't believe (as I've been told,) that it is the farewell to the deceased, that makes the difference between birth and death, or our lives would be in disarray before that person entered it.  I think it is the fact, that all we have ever known is in life. There simply is no way to imagine where the person has gone. This differs from a fear of the unknown.  What I am saying now is that, We can see life created, and follow that life's story, we can share in the moments with them, but when they pass, even if you fully believe in a next step, we cannot see, or follow them any longer.  They have abandoned us, all we have ever been taught to see is now gone. something beyond our comprehension will happen next.  It is like trying to imagine a new color, it is simply not possible.  So why should any single one of us expect to understand an entirely different form of existence? I think that is why we fear death.  Not because of the unknown, but because of the complete lack of understanding and the fact that the few things we do understand, crumble with death.
Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
You can live in the moment for all your life... but when the moment is gone where will you be?
Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
A writhing winter took my love,
snatched it from the sky as I threw it in the air.
I've been searching for it ever since,
(not too hard, since my passion went along with it.)
I suppose I'll just wait till the snow melts.
Then I may find it.
Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
I am gonna lead a rally against smoking.
And the cigarette companies...they begged me to stop.
They offered to name the brand after me, give me money, and even put my face on the posters.
The **** institution is terrified.
The establishment is on their knees.
The people hold all the power, the establishment is on their knees.
Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
Spring is just about on its way.
That means I can walk back to Sherwood forest!
I suppose I could go in the winter, or summer, especially in the fall,
but I don't want to go to far.
It's very special in the spring.
I like to stop short, and climb my mountain,
look across my town, (which is just trees) and try to find my house.
And Sometimes I go too far.
I go to the abandoned center of the town.
I go there to reminisce about things I wasn't alive for,
and I can claim the noble title of prophet, by simply claiming to be there for the passed.
But my heart still lies in Sherwood.
I can't wait for spring.
Scott Hamsun Feb 2017
One eye sees the horror,
one eye sees the beauty.
One ear hears the hatred,
one ear hears the wonder.
One hand feeds the poor,
the other holds the knife.
One of me houses the homeless,
the other me hands them the bill.
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