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A mystery you can read and hear: reading without understanding and hearing without seeing The wicked studied and searched diligently to be on the right side at the right time only revealing and judging themselves as evil For without the Prophet's spirit your interpretation reveals your spirit oblivious to its grotesque nakedness Only in private are mysteries explained as parables were thousands of years ago for you don't throw pearls to pigs Then the mystery is as plain as the news but not as the world count news even as time is not as the world count time Infuriatingly frustrating to speak plainly it's obvious and inescapable as the sun then your eyes open and you see the blind Broken, stumbling, falling and crawling proud of their wits, strength, and unity I turn to see and touch the face of the sun
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Mar 21, 2022
Mar 21, 2022 at 12:58 AM UTC
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A mystery you can read and hear: reading without understanding and hearing without seeing The wicked studied and searched diligently to be on the right side at the right time only revealing and judging themselves as evil For without the Prophet's spirit your interpretation reveals your spirit oblivious to its grotesque nakedness Only in private are mysteries explained as parables were thousands of years ago for you don't throw pearls to pigs Then the mystery is as plain as the news but not as the world count news even as time is not as the world count time Infuriatingly frustrating to speak plainly it's obvious and inescapable as the sun then your eyes open and you see the blind Broken, stumbling, falling and crawling proud of their wits, strength, and unity I turn to see and touch the face of the sun
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Mar 21, 2022
Mar 21, 2022 at 12:58 AM UTC
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