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The Beauty Of Wisdom And Intelligence,
You are seen in the Cosmic Reality herself,
You are the female part of Christ, called Wisdom and Intelligence,
Your Cosmic Math's is a beautiful thing to behold,
That a unlearned person like me who loves sports like me who is too unlearned in the world's eyes to understand the beauty of the Math's of the Cosmic Reality herself,
So only the real genius mind's understand your true beauty in the Cosmic Reality herself,
But I was good enough at math's at college to get a 98% in a test score and student tutored a girl in class called Bev.
But Wisdom and Intelligence; you really enlightened great minds like Newton, Einstein and Hawking's?
So Wisdom and Intelligence hear my simple math's plea, I am alone and the math's of Wisdom and Intelligence say's its not right for man to be alone?
So make the one alone into two and then the two become one again?
So my math's is simple and unlearned by Wisdom and Intelligence's mathematical eyes; but its the most beautiful sum in the Cosmic Reality herself?
So Wisdom and Intelligence says I've done the math's?
I've marked your sum; I have graded your test paper A+ and gifted you a younger sister bride to be the sum of sums for all eternality,
This younger sister bride will never divide her love for you,
Because one divide into two should stay two, but by theoretical mathematician's the two become the perfect nought number of one raised to nought or zero power nought or zero is one for all eternality,
You shall always be one in body, heart, mind and soul,
You will always have Wisdom and Intelligence tutoring you about the beauty in the Math's of the Cosmic Reality herself,
But never forget to look up at the star's, nebula's and galaxies together and the two who are one see the Math's of love in each other's eyes and the math's of love in the Cosmic Reality herself.
30/12/2021
Zack Ripley Dec 2021
Forgiveness will mean nothing
If you will not forgive yourself
Because it's okay if it's your fault.
David Plantinga Dec 2021
The Wit is nimble, and can skip
The longest distances with ease.  
It flits on an extended trip,
One day, and back from overseas.  
The Wisdom hasn’t cleared the dock, 
A wide, and long, and sluggish ship,
Her cargo a tremendous stock,
And filled as if by faucet drip.  
But such a huge displacement packs,
What takes a flimsy, skimming skiff
More than a hundred there’s and back’s,
A bounty to save Tenerife.
all pointers is all wisdom
all pointers is all wise,wise of wisdom
all wise is all wise of wisdom
all wise is all wise of pointers
pointers point to wisdom
pointers point to a all wise wisdom
knowledge is a point of wisdom

knowledge is a point of pointers
knowledge is a all wise wisdom
knowledge is knowledge all pointers
a surface is a surface of all pointers
a surface is a surface of knowledge
a surface is a all wise surface
a all wise surface is a all wise wisdom

a wise surface is a wise point of surface
wise is a wise tale of pointers
a tale is a wise tale of pointers
a tale is a wise tale of a tale
a point is a wise tale
a point is a wise tale of a point
a wise tale is a wise tale
my writing is called philosophical writing. i only uses middle ages words,words from the renaissance for instance words liked gracious,extravaganza,etc... this poem is about a wise tale is a wise point of wisdom. the meaning of the word pointers is for instance trying to make a point or the advice of a person trying to give their pointers. i don’t add capitalization’s on my writing.
'She is Wisdom'

Just a child, innocent as
a butterfly in the air,

LOOK CLOSER
and
You can see the fear in her eyes,

If you wonder why, it's because
within her all the wisdom does lie,
The future has been revealed to
heart, She knows, that human-kind
is far too gone to be healed.
To see the picture with the poem go to https://www.facebook.com/2253944324824922/posts/3128356574050355/
This represents a child who has been here over and over from the beginning of time and like any other child she's innocent, all though she knew all the past and remembered, and she knows the present. The difference now is that she knows what the future holds and yet she's just a child, so she cannot express it. She has to fear it because humanity is not going to change. © 4 minutes ago, Venjencie Clifton Arnold   sad • nature • society • she • is • wisdom
Ceyhun Mahi Nov 2021
There are many ideals upon the earth,
Who're praised for utmost truth, without a flaw,
Taught to the ignorant childeren since birth,
Meant forever to be a sacred law.
Today they said, "it is forever going,
It can't be wrong in this lasting design!"
A thing that history is never showing,
Which displays the ruins of church and shrine.
I can't follow idols of fickle men,
Adjusting agendas each day and night,
Not written down by light-scattering pen,
And not commanded by Divine Might.
    Let the world spin, again a thousand years,
    And they will fade away, from hopes to fears.
Janay Nov 2021
F.
R.
I.
E.
N.
D.
S.

Or

L
   O
        V
            E
               R
                  S

I need both; from you.

GRACE

     vs

FORGIVENESS

Set me free
Ceyhun Mahi Nov 2021
Throughout my life I have become more stronger,
Becoming twenty-three, it took me longer.
How great it would have been, with all this wisdom,
If I would only be some four years younger.
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2021
Moonbeam-caressed Elven faces, the most noble of races,
Clad in grey and silver, spellbound I am a humble follower,
Voices that are musical salver, proud to be an evangelical believer,
Honour these cherished spaces! their protective carapaces.

We humans may scale the heights of Mount Erudite,
Firmly fixing the banner of lore and learning,
But we lack wisdom for all our striving,
Only Elves possess this, the true intelligence, their birth-right

Salvation lies in the power of our Elven blood,
The tiniest drop can help reclaim our lost innocence,
We must strive and strive, no time for dalliance,
Time to purge our hearts, cast aside our cynical hood!

Their purity is our forgotten childhood,
Swept aside by our brutish spirit, ****** and colonial,
True happiness is not measured in the material,
Believe in the healing air of their sainted greenwood!

Decay is afoot in this blessed wood, ignorance of what is good,
Malice has many a shape, hides even in a benign landscape,
Once bitten there is no escape, snared by death’s drape,
Fear of the misunderstood, jealously of nature’s brotherhood.

Sadly, the visible world is full of deceit,
Forsake not the Elves! take that spiritual window-seat!

            © Robert Porteus
Started out as something else.  Not sure how it became this poem!
Ceyhun Mahi Oct 2021
I heard a silky voice, deep in the night,
Between a moon and face had been my sight.
A dusk-haired girl, perhaps perfumed with musk,
Had said to me: ''don't hurry to get right.''
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