True criticism
Whether constructed or impulses for the moment;
Taken or not, to be offended by it
Is to be aware of an interjected potency.
A toxin of a so-called realization to drive towards sin
Or perhaps self-actualization, to whom we are within
Mind differs from soul, on the division of what is human.
The thought conveyed is lacking in being, rather than seeing.
Applying logic as a constant is grounds for ill confidence.
In a quality that droughts in tears from a cyclic existence
The thoughtful thrive on selfless striving
to be heard, immortally by their reviving words
The self-centered gravitate to absent causes
assisting no one, and becoming less heard
But sincerely who is right to judge you and me
Bias surrounds us, traps us to filter what we see and believe
Faith is lost to a logical world, where action is questioned
And the metaphysical will soon be poisoned by what is known
There are lights
Not meant to succumb to blight
Of the true dissension of Adam’s apple bite
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 8:30 AM UTC
True criticism
Whether constructed or impulses for the moment;
Taken or not, to be offended by it
Is to be aware of an interjected potency.
A toxin of a so-called realization to drive towards sin
Or perhaps self-actualization, to whom we are within
Mind differs from soul, on the division of what is human.
The thought conveyed is lacking in being, rather than seeing.
Applying logic as a constant is grounds for ill confidence.
In a quality that droughts in tears from a cyclic existence
The thoughtful thrive on selfless striving
to be heard, immortally by their reviving words
The self-centered gravitate to absent causes
assisting no one, and becoming less heard
But sincerely who is right to judge you and me
Bias surrounds us, traps us to filter what we see and believe
Faith is lost to a logical world, where action is questioned
And the metaphysical will soon be poisoned by what is known
There are lights
Not meant to succumb to blight
Of the true dissension of Adam’s apple bite
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