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 KeepAskingTime
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 a poem I wrote after a revelating trip 
#439447 - 10/28/01 04:09 PM (22 years, 11 months ago) |
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Loose Ends
I went through
I focused and forgot the I
But using without knowing
revelations flowing
it is there
they are there
we are there
in front of our eyes
learn to see
trust yourself
and you will find yourself
walking on the path
there is no such thing as getting lost
trust yourself
find yourself
feel the ripples of
awareness
bring back your mind
connect the concepts
you know deep inside
the flood comes
the flood leaves?
was it ever there?
or is it coming?
Slowly but
suddenly
loose in time
he is perceived
by one
he is conceived
by himself
repeating the steps over
perception is key
to see from all angles
trust yourself
it brings you up
let it fall
where it may
into the vagueness
of uncertainty
questioning yourself
the ego forgets
chooses to forget
following the wise
you search for answers
following the shadows
you find the clues
but they are unclear
find the path
you forgot
where it is
and where it goes
but in your memory
lies the steps
the way to follow
follow yourself
and you just might find
where you were
all along
Does it go in an order?
no specific order
looking around for a guide
separate from the ego
look inward
and you?ll find that
you come to remember
that you knew all of this
all along
teach yourself
realize how to get through
and what it is
deep under nothing is
forgotten
listen to the muffled
memories
see for yourself
from the perception
of your eyes
roll them back
so one is everything
nothing is forever
existing in the moment
figuring where we might
have been
Believing the self
letting go on a wisp
of vagueness
the wisp is seen by
dissipates into not
existing
will you fall?
will we fall?
the grasp on uncertainty
has dissapeared
upon the realization
that you made it up
to dress the ego
into a picture of
comfortable numbness
but see the mistake
if there ever was
maybe the point of beginning
was there
after shattering and
crumbling into the past
grasp onto
the cornerstone
but know enough
to let go
let go
This thing of the past
is a concept that is stone
a tale of stories that
we tell ourselves
so we can believe
if the records are stone
what of the future?
stone or a cliff?
grasp
imprison yourself
or fall
and catch yourself?
rippling darkness
has the answers
clues you leave yourself
to trigger the knowledge
bring the wall down
atleast so it is level
with your feet
walk on by
through the confusing
mess
faith
two-sided ball
fractured into possibilities
made up into a hole
deeper than you know
from the bottom
or the top?
climbing...
seemingly losing
relax the purpose
let go
before you?re stone.
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I'm praying for infinite lapdances in heaven and an infinite supply of cocaine to snort out of Angelina Jolie's ass crack.
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Anonymous
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Re: a poem I wrote after a revelating trip [Re: KeepAskingTime]
#439893 - 10/28/01 10:16 PM (22 years, 11 months ago) |
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So it is
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Elvish
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Registered: 10/18/01
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 Re: a poem I wrote after a revelating trip [Re: ]
#440116 - 10/29/01 01:21 AM (22 years, 11 months ago) |
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'walking on the path
there is no such thing as getting lost'
i liked that part best!
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