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"lungfish" poems
From whence springs his or her story? Just what drives the wave to surge and break. Evolution, not revolution, determines destiny: Lungfish gasping in a mudflat. Initial syllables. Every beginning begins at the beginning. Only victories allowed to repeat themselves. This is the way the way the word begins. Endless repetition until only Now remains. Homer, Dante, Shakespeare: one human voice: One song sung sighing across the sky.
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Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
Talkin Bout An Evolution
lungfish wallow in the sand wait for the willowy fertile crescent to change its course snakes by a pyramid’s sphinx there lotus grow papyrus scrolls where stands a hippo crocodiles are grim-eyed satchels denial is not for you and I though
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Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 5:34 PM UTC
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Collaborate with Society, By Chris.                   In the world of our benefactors or such, others calling                         Others collaborators.  As if such a term were,                              Shameful.                             I ask you, what greater endeavor exists than                                 That of collaboration?                             For example in our current unparalleled enterprise                                Refusal to collaborate is simply a refusal to grow                                 Which some insistence on suicide if you will.                                        Did the lungfish refuse to breathe air?                                               It did not,                                       It crept forth boldly while its brethren                                                             remained in the                                              Blackest ocean abyss.                                        With lidless eye forever staring at the dark.                                                Ignorant, is it not? Doomed despite their                                                        internal vigilance.                                                        Would we model ourselves on the                                                                 trilobite?                                         Would that mean all accomplishments of                                                        humanity                                          Could fade, nothing more than a layer of                                                      broken,                                           Plastic shards, thinly strewn across a fossil                                      Bed, sandwiched between a burgess shell, and                                               Eons worth of mud? In order to                        Be true to our nature and our destiny, we must aspire                                                  to                             Greater things we have outgrown our cradle.                     It is feudal to cry for mother’s milk when our true                                         sustenance                         Await us, Among the stars!  Therefore I say yes! I am   a collaborator! We all must collaborate, willingly, eagerly, if we                  expect to               Reap the benefits of unification. And reap we shall!  Civic        deeds do not go unrewarded,  and contrary wise complicity                           with people's cause  will       Not go unpunished. So please, be wise… Be safe, be aware.               We have plunged humanity into free-fall... Now, is the moment to redeem ourselves. © Chris .B 2017
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 9:38 PM UTC
Collaborate with Society
Collaborate with Society, By Chris.                   In the world of our benefactors or such, others calling                         Others collaborators.  As if such a term were,                              Shameful.                             I ask you, what greater endeavor exists than                                 That of collaboration?                             For example in our current unparalleled enterprise                                Refusal to collaborate is simply a refusal to grow                                 Which some insistence on suicide if you will.                                        Did the lungfish refuse to breathe air?                                               It did not,                                       It crept forth boldly while its brethren                                                             remained in the                                              Blackest ocean abyss.                                        With lidless eye forever staring at the dark.                                                Ignorant, is it not? Doomed despite their                                                        internal vigilance.                                                        Would we model ourselves on the                                                                 trilobite?                                         Would that mean all accomplishments of                                                        humanity                                          Could fade, nothing more than a layer of                                                      broken,                                           Plastic shards, thinly strewn across a fossil                                      Bed, sandwiched between a burgess shell, and                                               Eons worth of mud? In order to                        Be true to our nature and our destiny, we must aspire                                                  to                             Greater things we have outgrown our cradle.                     It is feudal to cry for mother’s milk when our true                                         sustenance                         Await us, Among the stars!  Therefore I say yes! I am   a collaborator! We all must collaborate, willingly, eagerly, if we                  expect to               Reap the benefits of unification. And reap we shall!  Civic        deeds do not go unrewarded,  and contrary wise complicity                           with people's cause  will       Not go unpunished. So please, be wise… Be safe, be aware.               We have plunged humanity into free-fall... Now, is the moment to redeem ourselves. © Chris .B 2017
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