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Traveler Nov 2016
Behind reason
Fear resides
Under an illusion of control
We walk tall into nights

Where entropy awaits
The ashes of stars
I fear a new existence
Means less than we are

And so here I try to imagine
What more there could be
In the end of all I know
Fear resides within me...
Traveler Tim
So nicely says Louise Mckay
in life's few years' span
she would love if someone may
give her one life's plan.

(in her words)

So what are the rules and guidelines?
This I really need to learn
There should be a detailed manual
to guide us through twists and turns

How do we really prepare?
Can't we just follow certain steps?
We do it all the time
but I haven't seen the manual yet!

I know this may sound so strange
but I like to get things right
I want to always be prepared
for those things, not yet in sight


Strangely Louise there's no one plan
that can give us guidance
so diverse is the human clan
traveling the same distance.

Sadly no guide from where we learn
know our acts lead us which way
how to sail through twist and turn
find us a brighter next day.

The morrow lying hidden darkly there
may be rosy or with thorny spike
it can be green or aridly bare
a morrow we may like dislike.

Life would have been so horribly dull
if what lies at next bend was known
Time had not made a blocking wall
let all our futures be shown!
Thank you poet Louise Mckay for the inspiration and the input.
Please read this poem at http://hellopoetry.com/poem/686984/life-manual/
Traveler Nov 2016
As for the aesthetics of religion

Even though I don't believe

If it's beautiful, I will listen...
Traveler Tim
Traveler Nov 2016
Dread is alive
Roaming the earth

Feeds on low vibes
Oppression gives birth

Without a warning
Beyond a clue

Dread is a cold night
   Waiting for you...

Run and play now
Poetic child

But beware the dread
   Behind a smile...
Traveler Tim
Traveler Nov 2016
Pardon us
Worlds apart

We didn't have
Your interests at heart

This isn't an apology
From the right or the left

This is simply a eulogy
Of democracy's best

We missed the oh cue
Scratched on the eight

Surely we should have seen
The flip side of fate

Yet to regain control
Can be so submitting

But on the greener side of the grass
   We hope to be *******...
Traveler Tim
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