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May 2017
The profits all just look away
And nevermind the world today.
Wherefore are philosphical words
Upon the lips of the transgressed against,
The meaningfulness of their minds
Never to be understood?

This I cannot understand.

I can still remember how the energies felt
When they washed upon me and brought me to this consciousness.
I can still recall when I was you.
All at once it happened to me.
Once the light of awareness burned it's mark upon my brow
I became anew.

I understand that all is everything it seems.
That tear in your eye means that you are on the verge of truth.
Nothing matters but the quality of the moment in which I live.
As soon as it is here, it is gone.

Enough, the bittersweetness of thought, tonight!
Release me from thy grip.
I have better things to process.

Dancing on the lifeline,
Flying in the dirt,
Mixing into puddles
Resembling the sky.

Everything is nothing,
Nothing everything.
The truth is but a lie
Not looked in the eye.

Never fear to paspaser.
The fearful will never truly know what it is to rule.
The servant is the master.
This was written several years ago and has a callback to some of my other work.
Cecil Miller
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Cecil Miller  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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   ---, Aazzy, Ryan Holden and M Harris
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