#unbelievable - Hello Poetry

To see there clearly from here. Look, there it is. There's the granted one more chance. Carpe diem, gently, one more chance. ----------------- Make time. Take time, stretch a factor never measured, a breath let out, never wholly yours again, inspired before conspiring with all the breath there is to share and take and hold and think on and think off think on think off think blink image made imagined in our moment in the moment when what I thought I could do got done an instance in a child's untethered why, answered by adults on television as if we all know war is a right nations have, as if nations can be chosen by reality, and granted cruel WMD industries forbidden by good sense, to any but us, we, America, the new exceptional nation, responding to the tongue of fire, as real as the emperor's wardrobe, we the people sharing all the shame on us for being powerless to think a different way to make joy where none is now. Infectious peace, full effect strange love likened to glowing coals behind eyes… Imagine that, my conscience told me, see how little good is more than none. See proud tyranny resisted by the breath you use making sense, from radical courage rooted will to live, as flame using time and chance to make Hope from evidence alone, with nothing added. Proven substance, in truth, as most honed pointed love lights all the lies about God that demand war to prove a tyranny for God's sake. Loyalty to any lie told to children is only believable under fulltime mindless obedience… enforced using fear of Hell on Earth and ever after believing you are too dumb to speak truth to leaders falsely so called blink rethink rethunk love, the lure, love the spark igniting piles of ignorant pride while opportunity to love blows one smoldering flax for certain self-evident truths, can dawn on us all at once where Truth is the way life makes life worth thinking at scale… stretched JWST wide.

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Apr 9

Apr 9, 2026 at 1:56 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Thursday Dawn

To see there clearly from here. Look, there it is. There's the granted one more chance. Carpe diem, gently, one more chance. ----------------- Make time. Take time, stretch a factor never measured, a breath let out, never wholly yours again, inspired before conspiring with all the breath there is to share and take and hold and think on and think off think on think off think blink image made imagined in our moment in the moment when what I thought I could do got done an instance in a child's untethered why, answered by adults on television as if we all know war is a right nations have, as if nations can be chosen by reality, and granted cruel WMD industries forbidden by good sense, to any but us, we, America, the new exceptional nation, responding to the tongue of fire, as real as the emperor's wardrobe, we the people sharing all the shame on us for being powerless to think a different way to make joy where none is now. Infectious peace, full effect strange love likened to glowing coals behind eyes… Imagine that, my conscience told me, see how little good is more than none. See proud tyranny resisted by the breath you use making sense, from radical courage rooted will to live, as flame using time and chance to make Hope from evidence alone, with nothing added. Proven substance, in truth, as most honed pointed love lights all the lies about God that demand war to prove a tyranny for God's sake. Loyalty to any lie told to children is only believable under fulltime mindless obedience… enforced using fear of Hell on Earth and ever after believing you are too dumb to speak truth to leaders falsely so called blink rethink rethunk love, the lure, love the spark igniting piles of ignorant pride while opportunity to love blows one smoldering flax for certain self-evident truths, can dawn on us all at once where Truth is the way life makes life worth thinking at scale… stretched JWST wide.