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What you see before you is one in a million,
An element of life and individuality,
The nucleus of the savages,
A dreadful, dominating heart.
And while there seems not a useful purpose,
it's the foundation of the block of hope in yourself,
infinite light, natural saturation,
absorbed up to the mind's limits.
Strength is a weakness, and awareness is blinding,
but sadly fading away like the sun,
is our belief in hope.
That was a peom-ish thingy i just wrote down as it came to my head. Psychiatrist, anyone? :)
An element of life and individuality,
The nucleus of the savages,
A dreadful, dominating heart.
And while there seems not a useful purpose,
it's the foundation of the block of hope in yourself,
infinite light, natural saturation,
absorbed up to the mind's limits.
Strength is a weakness, and awareness is blinding,
but sadly fading away like the sun,
is our belief in hope.
That was a peom-ish thingy i just wrote down as it came to my head. Psychiatrist, anyone? :)
Why thank you, RoJ...
*inflates ego with footpump*
*inflates ego with footpump*
I'll get one now.
Lovely poem. Hard to get your head round, but I like it.
:)
Lovely poem. Hard to get your head round, but I like it.
:)
What you see before you is one in a million,
An element of life and individuality,
The nucleus of the savages,
A dreadful, dominating heart.
And while there seems not a useful purpose,
it's the foundation of the block of hope in yourself,
infinite light, natural saturation,
absorbed up to the mind's limits.
Strength is a weakness, and awareness is blinding,
but sadly fading away like the sun,
is our belief in hope.
That was a peom-ish thingy i just wrote down as it came to my head. Psychiatrist, anyone? :)
An element of life and individuality,
The nucleus of the savages,
A dreadful, dominating heart.
And while there seems not a useful purpose,
it's the foundation of the block of hope in yourself,
infinite light, natural saturation,
absorbed up to the mind's limits.
Strength is a weakness, and awareness is blinding,
but sadly fading away like the sun,
is our belief in hope.
That was a peom-ish thingy i just wrote down as it came to my head. Psychiatrist, anyone? :)