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Propitious clouds fill the horizon, blocking cosmic rays Emanating from a lingering celestial beast. On these grounds of substance, humanity subsists with a curiosity Unquenchable mouths and minds -- we begin a rampant search for meaning. The vibrations of our search loosen the crust, exposing the fleeting nature of being Bewildered by this discovery we blind ourselves with faith, as if we deserve more Unable to see, we flee in a direction unknown for the chance that it may remedy our pleas. A shadowy remembrance of these requests ripple across arid aspect. Heedlessly stumbling upon past, present, and future, we careen towards the eminence of death. Desires fumes overwhelm, collapsing beneath these earthly plumes. Our last breathe exclaims,”Life is pain, for we are submersed in the mundane!” Sensationally-- as our hearts begin to tread their last beats Droplets of clarity deluge our dire thirst -- propitious clouds that once smothered the horizon Bequeath themselves of all significance, affixed at high noon Exposing anew the celestial beast that emanates a sanguine gleam Reflecting in the pools that surround our pulpy minds
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Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 4:11 PM UTC
Forecast of the Weather
Propitious clouds fill the horizon, blocking cosmic rays Emanating from a lingering celestial beast. On these grounds of substance, humanity subsists with a curiosity Unquenchable mouths and minds -- we begin a rampant search for meaning. The vibrations of our search loosen the crust, exposing the fleeting nature of being Bewildered by this discovery we blind ourselves with faith, as if we deserve more Unable to see, we flee in a direction unknown for the chance that it may remedy our pleas. A shadowy remembrance of these requests ripple across arid aspect. Heedlessly stumbling upon past, present, and future, we careen towards the eminence of death. Desires fumes overwhelm, collapsing beneath these earthly plumes. Our last breathe exclaims,”Life is pain, for we are submersed in the mundane!” Sensationally-- as our hearts begin to tread their last beats Droplets of clarity deluge our dire thirst -- propitious clouds that once smothered the horizon Bequeath themselves of all significance, affixed at high noon Exposing anew the celestial beast that emanates a sanguine gleam Reflecting in the pools that surround our pulpy minds
benjamin-michael-dunham
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Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 4:11 PM UTC
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