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Advancing the soul,
metaphysical orc, promote
original thinking,
experience all, I need sleep.
die
When I’m better,
now you want to know me,
if your heart was
as big as your ego.
You’ll be considered as real.
Let me go,
for my soul needs rest
before it’s taken, I’m not
worried about flying,
I’ll be gone anyday.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgZCmCJJoCVwq2M3GH8VzLQ
alone,
after all is done,
I'm alone,
with thyself
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADBZ4zFkjag&t=4s
Douglas Balmain Feb 2021
Ain't it a shame
that we—
Nature's Human—
can't bring ourselves
to care.
Can't bring ourselves
to care
about our collective actions
nor allowances...
not until they reach us,
as individuals,
not until they
**** with our own
individual day.
Can't bring ourselves
to care,
not until our own
feelings are hurt,
until our own bellies ache,
until we can make it
about ourselves,
until it's too late.
Ain't it a shame.
dailythoughts Feb 2021
the bits of my culture
are the whole of me
folklore
Zywa Jan 2021
Listen carefully,

abstract art speaks for itself:


flawless gibberish.
“Gezel in marmer” (“Journeyman in marble”, 2006, Anjet Daanje)

Collection "Stream"
Zywa Jan 2021
Listen carefully,

abstract art speaks for itself:


flawless gibberish.
“Gezel in marmer” (“Journeyman in marble”, 2006, Anjet Daanje)

Collection "Stream"
I've listened to pioneers
I've talked to delinquents
Heard of rumors
Learned of facts
Theories of the curious
Laws of the illustrious
Everything is the same
And it's the same in every "right".

As long as we continue to abide
To break and to rule and oblige
Always on queue as we search for clues
We always do, but settle our dues
To live and to be exterminated
To be downtrodden, to be accepted
We live a virtuous yet infectious life
But not all are asleep-laid to rest every night.

Some give birth as the reaper does its work
Love forever blooms as cults of hate still lurk
Religious gospels countered by the sacrilegious
Funny how both sides argue on identical mediums
One nation, one race, yet we cancel each and erase
Its the start of the end,
but what does life has to say?
We all are on a constant search for meaning, but never asked the meaning itself.
JJ Inda Jan 2021
There's talk of redemption
in crowded halls,
and as they adjust the dial
there's an addendum.
hard to tell
just who is right
although everyone knows
who is wrong.
no doorway in sight
in this mirror funhouse,
but the poor have TV's now
isn't that nice?
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