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A perfect inadequacy, in theory, is inconsequential compared to an imperishable half truth. This is calling a clear plastic cup a glass, using a smile to implore that the contents are half full, when in all actuality it was a full cup tilted to the side and slowly poured out. One can be morally sound as well as be pathetic. But any man would prefer not to be both, and as a Man's dignity starts to feel like a half empty cup, any truth stretched has the ability to seem palatable even if the fabrication is deemed inconceivable. That is when listening instead of speaking forms golden silence, because confusion when dealing with humility makes the act of prevarication go undetected. Word for word will become word against no matter how indefatigable the liar is. Time will always uncover falsities, as only truth can stand the test. This is why the pathetic poet begins his endeavor writing in pen, and as insecurities infiltrate intellect, a pencil comes to be appropriate, which is an afterthought to be read through smeared sentences. And after the last period is placed, adhering to a correct structure, the only way to regain integrity can be attained by poetic justice. Which is lead poisoning acquired from a number two pencil.
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
What May Lie in Lead
A perfect inadequacy, in theory, is inconsequential compared to an imperishable half truth. This is calling a clear plastic cup a glass, using a smile to implore that the contents are half full, when in all actuality it was a full cup tilted to the side and slowly poured out. One can be morally sound as well as be pathetic. But any man would prefer not to be both, and as a Man's dignity starts to feel like a half empty cup, any truth stretched has the ability to seem palatable even if the fabrication is deemed inconceivable. That is when listening instead of speaking forms golden silence, because confusion when dealing with humility makes the act of prevarication go undetected. Word for word will become word against no matter how indefatigable the liar is. Time will always uncover falsities, as only truth can stand the test. This is why the pathetic poet begins his endeavor writing in pen, and as insecurities infiltrate intellect, a pencil comes to be appropriate, which is an afterthought to be read through smeared sentences. And after the last period is placed, adhering to a correct structure, the only way to regain integrity can be attained by poetic justice. Which is lead poisoning acquired from a number two pencil.
charlie-chirico
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
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