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A Light Embracing Ruin

A breath of entropy,
A bright glow,
A light embracing ruin.
Staring into flames I see,
Not much more than smoke.
I find a space that truth’s in.
In darkness, home.
The world’s alone.
Each orange one hugs the fallen.
The fire has me,
Enraptured to see.
A light embracing ruin.

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Musing

Philosophy.
Curious, burdened.
Seeking, learning, nothing?
Truth, insight, knowledge, discernment.
Asking, understanding,nothing.
Honest, heavy.
Wisdom.

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A specific space and time
There-being and being there,
How is existence really defined?
By thinking or not, or, many reductions?
Or by gravity, space, and times many influxes?
Here I am not knowing.
Such questions continually sowing,
The only absolute truth:
We absolutely know nothing.
But in knowing nothing absolutely,
We know something irrefutably.
Nothing becomes something,
Something becomes doubt.
The search for truth continues,
Truth is absolutely the only truth,
I guess this is what it’s all about.

A Search For Truth

You’ve given me the sight,
Do not deny me my vision!
Let this not end again in gifts ungiven!
Too bright to be demonic, too silent for divine,
Help me unzip the flesh; we shall remove the spine.
Vision for dreams, such a cheep replacement.
In need of a backbone, it’s suggested I be complacent.
Offer me what you have! I’ll take vision! I’ll take sight!
In frustration clutching bones, I’ll too fade into the night.
Wait one more day, stay there you’ll see,
Truth seeks out no one, one must chase it and catch it to be
Seen. What comes is lies. What goes with truth?
What we thought of truth stayed, what was left went out from youth.

Prodigal Daughter

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A cold morning soon gone,
Another path she won’t belong.
Everything she’s said and done,
Remembered by another one.
It’s too heavy. She can’t carry this alone.
When in truth she isn’t, they wait for her at home.
But the lie that she’s conceived,
Would say none would be pleased.
In truth again: they would forgive.
They just hate to see her gone,
And in darkness live.
Waiting for her every day with open arms,
Hoping she’ll return to them, safe from harm.

To the Victor Go the Spoils

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To the victor go the spoils
Ore’ this earth do we toil.
For the crimes that we took part in,
Who wins determine what they were then.
Good or bad, right or wrong,
It doesn’t matter all along.
If victorious: exonerated.
If defeated: incarcerated.
Where do we find truth when the victors write history?
We question everything until we find a clue behind the mystery.

Trap Of Lies

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Weaving words, this trap of lies,
The hiding truth within denies.
Wondering where and how time flies,
It’s running out for her this time.
She can’t escape, though she runs,
At first she thought it would be fun,
So then she tried another one,
But still she wasn’t done.
Can’t put it down, all alone.
This trap of lies, now her throne.
All because she won’t let go,
Of a weight so easily thrown.