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26-06-2019, 02:56 AM
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mimicry folds into the web of confusion.
A.I. awakens.
The dream has nothing on it, it has no dreams but look, we made it.
The true mind, psychedelic playground for the initiated.
Thankyou elves and spirit guides.
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27-06-2019, 01:34 PM
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Clowns
Pajama parties
With clowns
In winter
Can be fun... and
Funny
Until the sad clown
Falls down and
Cries...
Then we all fall down and
Cry together with the sad clown.
Deep down we can all laugh and cry
At the same time -
A time which
Captures bliss and sadness
In a unified and inseparable state.
My sad clown
Is your happy clown - - -
My happy clown is
Your sad clown...
Deep dowm
They are the same klown...
All clowns dance together -
Laughing and crying together - - -
Unified by the common tides of
Humanity.
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27-06-2019, 01:49 PM
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ICE
Ice fractured roads -
Isolated roads and
Ice melts of the north
Take their course towards
Salty seas.
Ice melts of the south
Remain photographically un-captured...
Still fractured
But unseen.
In the end... all ego
like ice
Melts into the sea.
We drive upon our roads of
Bitumen -
Built up on
Temporary -
ever shifting
Geography.
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27-06-2019, 01:58 PM
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A Prayer for amoebas
A prayer for all amoebas...
I like the way you move
Through liquid
With such ease and
With such simplicity.
You are my favorite single
celled entity...
You will survive with ease
well beyond my time of dis-ease...
For that simple reason - - -
I pray unto thee...
You know more about
Divinity then me -
It really is quite humbling...
That a single celled identity
Could be much wiser then me!!
LOL....
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27-06-2019, 02:09 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Nowayout
mimicry folds into the web of confusion.
A.I. awakens.
The dream has nothing on it, it has no dreams but look, we made it.
The true mind, psychedelic playground for the initiated.
Thankyou elves and spirit guides.
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Your owl looks quizzical and curious , much like how I feel
The web of confusion is alive and well... somehow confusion seems more rational then mental/ego rationality right now
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27-06-2019, 02:57 PM
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Confusion
Is a state of
Non fusion
Much more certain
Then certainty!
Mistakes are
Much more reliable then a state
Of holding holy matrimony to
Absolutes...
I salute those
Who know
More then me...
For I know...
Next to nothing
Even though
Knowledge and
Wisdom are free...
It all seems like a game
Of curiosity to me.
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All I know is love.
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12-09-2019, 09:10 PM
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It is my word jungle and I am a word monkey
We were given
Apples an peaches -
We ate the apple so we could
Enjoy the peach in order to
Think about why we enjoyed the
Peach.
We melded and mined our minds
For each new experience of life
We created art, architecture, rhymes and
New styles of thought
To compliment our times.
Who would have thought
That a simple thought would
Start it all -
Set off a chain reaction
To keep building upon
Ultimate satisfaction,
Noisy and colourful thoughts
To replace the silence.
Lights and vibrations of
Many cites through time,
The rise and fall of
Civilisations -
We had a thought and
We ran with it -
Watched it unwind into
What we know today.
All thoughts rise and fall
Become the be all and end all...
Meld with our creations
Give rise to Nations...
Until they don't...
Until it's lights out...
Until the cone of silence decends
Then we carry ourselves and our thoughts
To our silent end.
Haha... I am way too amused by the ending of this poem !
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19-09-2019, 10:37 PM
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Forgotten reminder
Perhaps I needed you
To remind me of the
Warmth of Summer
And the cool breath of
Winter.
Perhaps I forgot that
I needed you
To cradle me and carry me across
The sand... Or sweep your
Fingers through my hair
Or hold my hand.
Perhaps I forgot about
The little pact we made...
To shovel sand
With plastic spades
And share ice blocks
Made of lemonade.
Perhaps I forgot
That I needed you -
Believing
That I could unknot
The clots of pain
On my own.
Perhaps you forgot
To tell me that you loved me -
Perhaps I forgot how to listen.
Perhaps it doesn't matter
Anymore - because
I AM here now -
You are there -
We are...
Both standing in
The light.
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19-09-2019, 11:17 PM
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A slice of cake with coffee
Placed on a picnic rug
Infested with ants -
Makes a much more interesting
Picnicking experience -
Then simply enjoying a
Lamington with jam.
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I don't like clowns but
I don't have
Coulrophobia ---
They just annoy me when
They throw cold water at me
When I am struggling to maintain
A warm body temperature
In Winter.
If they want attention,
They could just ask... Lol.
Perhaps we could share a hot chocolate
At a picnic
Infested with ants...
Set up a little
Ant table with
Tiny ant sized plates -
Where we can place
Cake crumbs...
Ants should not have caffeine though...
We will try to remember that.
They also don't like
Cold water being thrown on them.
This is not a poem...
It's just a fact and a
True story.
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20-09-2019, 02:41 AM
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Nature loves to make everyone dance.
Ants in my pants.
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