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Hadrian Veska Aug 2020
Thunder and rain
Dark clouds roll over the earth
Not quickly as in a storm
The heavens stand almost still
The rain not slanted but straight down
No lighting but only thunder
So much known to now be lost
Most of it for the better
For knowing all evil
Only multiplies evil
And the deep truths
Obscure the simple ones
Let the rain come
To wash us all away
That those who come after
May be better than we
Though it is not intended
Nor can ever been
Until all things pass away
preston Dec 2020
D Vanlandingham

Death only has power  when entwined with flesh;
as it is the pathological.. and its need to be propped up
--which is all there is   to embrace the illusion.
Yet, no flesh can stand  before the Face
and so  is burned-off  in an instant.

Now, with nowhere left to hide--  
the hidden..  becomes, fully known.
                   (the illusion,  and it's deception)

And so  separated,  (but not really)
all things  known
will eventually be brought  back home--


A boat, now empty of its captives~
the last to step off;  

                shining  as  bright

                         as the Morning Star



Pleased to meet you--
hope you guessed my name,  ah yeah
'Cause what's confusing you,
is just the nature of my game
https://youtu.be/GgnClrx8N2k

Mm.
"Tell me, baby.. what's my name.."
Gabrielle Dec 2020
My mind is a forest
Of vast sweeping pine
A continent of conifers
In this head of mine

Contemplation arrives as thin soapy clouds
Silent rivers trickle feeling
In the bush, trails of thought
Go for miles freewheeling

There are no people in these silent woods
No creature makes a sound
This is where I can be safe
In a place I can't be found
This poem is about contemplation and thought.
Douglas Balmain Dec 2020
I sunk my fingers down
into the loam of an ancient
buffalo wallow and the
land that had quietly
prepared for their species
untold millennia before me.

I held the buffalo’s
mourning in my heart,
and felt the Buffalo Nations’
cry rattle against my ribs.

I opened myself to the
Earth and it spoke
sorrowfully to me
of its broken home.
Hadrian Veska Dec 2020
Waste away
Our bodies decay
To the earth we flee
And are thus inlaid
Wrapped in roots
The soil so sweet
Damp and cool
From crowns to our feet
A rest for eternity
Yet not for all time
To awaken once more
When the Earth is sublime
Until then we sleep
And in sleep we do dream
For the sleep of death
Is not all it may seem
Shofi Ahmed Dec 2020
Sky is vast
besides
painted in
blue opulence.
But the eyes
are on
the small earth!
imehsahdehahs Dec 2020
They Told Me This is Total Answer

To The All The Questions

And I Said:

TOTAL is The First Five
Word in Totalitarian


Nail Your Sins

With Thor's Hammer

Hang The wise man upside down

Watch every Century of her walk

Cinderella Of The Wastelands

Take My Hand

Together
Together

We Gonna Take The Future
We Gonna Take The Future


Your RACE

Your ***

Let's FACE it

It's Just A Waste Of My Time
It's  Just A Waste Of My Time
It's Just A Waste Of Our Time


Take My Hand

Together
Together

We Gonna Take The Future
We Gonna Take The Future



Your RACE

Your ***

Let's FACE it

It's Just A Waste Of My Time
It's  Just A Waste Of My Time
It's Just A Waste Of Our Time


Your RACE

Your ***

Let's FACE it

It's Just A Waste Of My Time
It's  Just A Waste Of My Time
It's Just A Waste Of Our Time
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