Do Not Praise

Upwards I climb.

Behind me an endless sea of masks compose the marsh of time.

Moving forward seems to be a process of remembering.

My mind faulters under the weight of contradiction.

I admit to my feeble understanding of this miraculous universe.

But, through my submission – life is gained.

On either side their lay vices;

but between the two,

lies virtue.

Silent Companions

Upwards we strive sweeping blunders aside.
Inside the rings of time,
Nothing but bands of lines.
A root sprouts latches that cling to the land.
Anchoring and lifting the plant until it finally stands.
Winds disrupt the surfaced plant from pursuing its noble endeavor
To ascend towards the sky, while leaves struggle to keep up with the pace.
Underneath the calloused surface exists a labyrinth of circuits; chutes of nutrients synthesizing the necessary building blocks for existence.
They grow fueled by an appetite for personal gain.
Under the loving care of the holy sun,
they discover a passion for life.

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The Choice of Becoming

Self-awareness is the root of unpreparedness.
Filling with bliss while ignoring its ignorance.

Prior aggression transform into present regressions.
All coinciding with expressions of life lessons.

Sighs in time, double as words spoken between lines.
Dictated by the tongue,
syllables attempt to confine.

Through societal transgressions,
we perceive our message:
To stay,
or to hope,
or to metamorphose into ghosts.

Life awaits those, who choose to seek the most.

 

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A Two Sided Truth: An Anthology of A Human Experience