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214 posts
Location: Melbourne Australia
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214 posts
Location: Melbourne Australia
Posted:
Change is the ultimate goal,
To be part of, or move independantly of the shoal,
Progressivly learning lessons,
Despite the endless eon’s,
Time is only an illusion,
This age an exciting instance to be in,
Alas, it is admidst confusion,
Profusion in abundance, a race not to win
More like a journey, a path to travel
Understanding itself,
A mystery to unravel,
Waiting in relief, it’s own wealth
A seeker searching for belief,
The maker evasive by stealth,
Found out of order, inclined to mischief,
Eternally immortal, & yet declined health,
Choose your fate, destiny awaits,
Intrigue to sate, it’s appetite at any rate,
Direction baits, while transformation collates.
Metamorphosis
End of the old, beginning of the new,
An idea of the past on which to hold, then told,
Does not so much to influence thought, as it inbue’s
A faintable hue, on the view, with a que/clue
Review, what is seen by few, then sold cold,
Emotionless temperate, to fit the mould,
What’s knew, cajolled.
Persuasive past, reluctant present,
Informations fast, when truth’s require rent
Could lifes cast, be heaven sent
Grade on a curve, I’m already bent,
Are you learning to swerve? –is the question I meant.
This was written a while ago, but am interested to see what all the HoPers think, being such an intelligent bunch, ur thoughts/feedback?
cheers
P.S. got more if this's success.
Change is the ultimate goal,
To be part of, or move independantly of the shoal,
Progressivly learning lessons,
Despite the endless eon’s,
Time is only an illusion,
This age an exciting instance to be in,
Alas, it is admidst confusion,
Profusion in abundance, a race not to win
More like a journey, a path to travel
Understanding itself,
A mystery to unravel,
Waiting in relief, it’s own wealth
A seeker searching for belief,
The maker evasive by stealth,
Found out of order, inclined to mischief,
Eternally immortal, & yet declined health,
Choose your fate, destiny awaits,
Intrigue to sate, it’s appetite at any rate,
Direction baits, while transformation collates.
Metamorphosis
End of the old, beginning of the new,
An idea of the past on which to hold, then told,
Does not so much to influence thought, as it inbue’s
A faintable hue, on the view, with a que/clue
Review, what is seen by few, then sold cold,
Emotionless temperate, to fit the mould,
What’s knew, cajolled.
Persuasive past, reluctant present,
Informations fast, when truth’s require rent
Could lifes cast, be heaven sent
Grade on a curve, I’m already bent,
Are you learning to swerve? –is the question I meant.
This was written a while ago, but am interested to see what all the HoPers think, being such an intelligent bunch, ur thoughts/feedback?
cheers
P.S. got more if this's success.
Trying to play the Akashic records,
but my turntables not compatible.
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enthusiast
214 posts
Location: Melbourne Australia
enthusiast
214 posts
Location: Melbourne Australia
Posted:
Hmmm, to abstract? OK so I lie, here's another.
Read between the lines
2to see what it defines
absent in impression
leaving no depression
false in it’s oppression
leading you to nothing
what you aren’t told
lack of want for caring
ideas free to fold
guided by what isn’t there
take your own ride, pay your own fare
a wave stuck in the tide, wind apart from air
idle along a side, down the line tear
shrill winds whisper, words beneath the view
as a dream floats on a cloud, and past the heavens flew
a truth so mysterious it shines
ignoringly evade the signs
the everpresent illusively pines
for riches not found in mines
are you that lucky?
Hmmm, to abstract? OK so I lie, here's another.
Read between the lines
2to see what it defines
absent in impression
leaving no depression
false in it’s oppression
leading you to nothing
what you aren’t told
lack of want for caring
ideas free to fold
guided by what isn’t there
take your own ride, pay your own fare
a wave stuck in the tide, wind apart from air
idle along a side, down the line tear
shrill winds whisper, words beneath the view
as a dream floats on a cloud, and past the heavens flew
a truth so mysterious it shines
ignoringly evade the signs
the everpresent illusively pines
for riches not found in mines
are you that lucky?
Trying to play the Akashic records,
but my turntables not compatible.
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68 posts
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Posted:
random and confusing
random and confusing