i can go within myself, where no one else can go
we remember certain victories by their scars
to focus on timely poetries of justice and place
(love forgets the importance of life and death)
and the numbers scream in a mysterious language
as time unwinds the wrappings of the gift of now
as the waters break upon a wall of doubt so solid
the fire will rise until it exhausts the heights
(love makes sense even of the monsters made of mud)
we climb up that mountain of time saying nothing
breathing the fumes of jet pack angels, invisible
here at the beginning, the ancient of all secrets
Reflection
12:44am saturday, 10th march
This was my last girlfriend Stand. She died of Bulimia and alcoholism about 2 years ago. This is a song she made I really like, and the time I ever saw her in the other video. I met her online on youtube.. She was very talented with music........A million words of wisdom can come from this if you see........
I can go.
I can go where I remember seeing time move backwards. Totally bewildered and knowing I could never speak of it to anyone unless they have experienced it.
Living in frustration.
Knowing the so called illumined are only illumined to their own knowledge.
Watching as people get led nonchalantly to waste. Nothing more than petty filler to a much bigger game.
I once cried out and lived in misery for those people.
I know I am master of my own self, and care not to involve myself into matters of the heart. Matters of the heart lead to destruction. Wisdom of silent peace. A true quiet rest. For a world and universe that is an eternity old. What is a careless thought of teenage love?
Reflection
1:54am saturday, 10th march
There is an old saying........God is only visible to those who see God..
Reflection
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