The Lucky one, I am,
I know
I left the lost me looking
for today
when I grew old and wiser
than I was,
experienced, yes,
that state,
past all wars reasoning honor and glory,
due the oathes etched into their child minds,
you are the hero of the story,
if you believe it true and
belive the legendary
knotting of now
to then, today…
while we call it today, my future, your now,
I assure you.
You are reading my thoughts as you think them
in my future, your now,
aitia as a Greek idea, lingers in my mind always
reasoning my cause, accusing my ab
using ilities
to make straight that which truth made knotty,
on the thread we dangle from,
as a kind of free known,
not all ideas are good.
You be d'judge, y'know,
ol' Flip Wilson, social change meme, trans
mogrify up yo own self
you be d' judge,
Judge dem' d angels, that say, you d' one,
say to me, was that angel the same angel who was
disobeyed when all he said in the prophetic mind was
read?
I wondered, is that so? So I read, and learned
we can't believe every thing we read.
Thus the burning desire to know,
science know, gnosis know, nous know
seed time harvest know
for a while,
from time to time,
here a little, there, a little, more
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 7:19 PM UTC
The Lucky one, I am,
I know
I left the lost me looking
for today
when I grew old and wiser
than I was,
experienced, yes,
that state,
past all wars reasoning honor and glory,
due the oathes etched into their child minds,
you are the hero of the story,
if you believe it true and
belive the legendary
knotting of now
to then, today…
while we call it today, my future, your now,
I assure you.
You are reading my thoughts as you think them
in my future, your now,
aitia as a Greek idea, lingers in my mind always
reasoning my cause, accusing my ab
using ilities
to make straight that which truth made knotty,
on the thread we dangle from,
as a kind of free known,
not all ideas are good.
You be d'judge, y'know,
ol' Flip Wilson, social change meme, trans
mogrify up yo own self
you be d' judge,
Judge dem' d angels, that say, you d' one,
say to me, was that angel the same angel who was
disobeyed when all he said in the prophetic mind was
read?
I wondered, is that so? So I read, and learned
we can't believe every thing we read.
Thus the burning desire to know,
science know, gnosis know, nous know
seed time harvest know
for a while,
from time to time,
here a little, there, a little, more
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