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Friday, May 12, 2006


Left To right





Are you comfortable, you've been sittin there for Quite a while,
Addicted to the pic's that you've been postin with your files?
or... are you just an altruist,
kindly making comments on every read?
Seems the way you've been in the features,
there might be some points... thatcha need.

While You've been color coding all your poems,
double clickin, and reloadin,
I've been raidin life's pantry,
feedin my souls progression,
amidst the children,
teachin language,
preachin patience,
skippin the anguish.
My soul grew seven times its size in 3 moments that
made me have to buy it new shoes again.
The old issues left behind.
Now it seems ready to tread cross deserts and
present its new soles to all the gods.
Abraham can undo the laces,
Jesus can wash one foot with
Mohammed workin on the other,
as Nike swooshes a palm frond from left to right in her toga,
Left to right Ra will rise and begin the procession,
all the gods present themselves then bid me their goodbyes.
left to right the million titans,
parade of deities, proceed in perfect symmetry.

No longer do I need their comforts, this world is Eden,
and my knowledge has brought me back into its grace.
I appear before it with unclouded judgment,
with an unlined, enlightened, light filled face.


I face it with my reason and
@read it left to right.
I face it with my reason and
am left to do right.
I face life with my reason and
all that's left is to write out the new scriptures with those of like mind,

Takin time outs to stop the religious bouts that happen every time.
Every time one states the way to heaven,
and thinks they have found the path,
but forgot how to ask for directions, cause if you know the city,
theirs multiplied ways to get there if you only do the math.

We will rebuild the connective tissues, remap the synapses,
retrace the boundaries of our perception,
Our only hindrance those that wish to exclude,
unwilling to include others within their golden rules.
But we must become that which we want to see,
leading through expression.
not with the progressin of repression within humanity.
rethink, unwind, look back to a time when you hadn't drawn your lines.
Pre demarcation of what is left and right,
pre embarkation to the family temple...
where they told you who is wrong and who is right.

Go back and unlearn... turn on your cerebral reading room,
Go back so that we can step forward from where we should have,
Go back an learn from the past moments of failures.
Learn of jihads and crusades; of "holy wars"
and take the time to learn a little more,
of world engulfing wars. where children are incinerated, mothers incarcerated, "heretics" flagellated...
before it truly is too late.

Meeting the fate of frozen wrist watches,
set at 8:15 forever.
Left forever to remain without rotation.
Forever set on the left by wrongs ,
Left not to circle right.
Left by no right.



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hmm, a thought provoking post.
killer ending.

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not bad at all.. no clue where it comes from =P

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not bad..not bad...but needs more work.
ciao.

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