When speaking on angles and angels, level devils and evils, it is important to remind oneself of the true nature of time and rhyme, and the slippery gauge of sage language. When one word is spoken by one, it is mostly misunderstood as another by another. And how can one truly understand what one has never fully stood under? The equation can only begin to make sense when one understands their own ignorance.
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Truth of Nothing
Long winded words
hot and polished
read aloud,
as if from the heart.
Speeches of subterfuge
feed full spoons of fraudulence,
slightly sweetened slander
gobbled by a gaggle of goons.
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Galaxies argue, expansion quickens,
Hubble’s tension persists
...distances debated.
Black holes dance sideways
gravity’s pull defied; space bends
reality warps;
...cosmic ballet in motion.
A pair of stars entwined in light:
faces tense , cosmic forces at play.
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The Total Classifier of Delusional Reality
A monstrous fraud-classifier
Has crept through every crack—
This world, like torn-out wiring,
Is shredded, shelf by rack.
The whole complex existence
Now sorted, filed, and tagged.
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If I
was on this Earth for
Nothing
I wish to know
was I
in my light
in what to fight
for
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Sonnet 35: The Mirror of Existence
The muezzin’s call across the rice-fields flies,
A silver needle on a cloth of green.
It stitches dawn to what has always been,
A truth reflected in the earth and skies.
The mountain stands with patience,calm and wise,
The river chants the Names,a flowing scene.
In every atom,evidence unseen
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what’s solid keeps shifting,
a kind of slow slide
beneath the day’s footing—
a small body of water
giving way to something larger
held just past the edge
of keeping it together—
and still the errands call,
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Het leven,een reis vol zon en regen,
momenten van vreugde,verdriet en strijd.
Elke dag een nieuw begin,een zegen,
een pad dat leidt door tijd en oneindigheid.
We vallen en staan op,leren en groeien,
verzamelen herinneringen,kostbaar en puur.
Laat de liefde in ons hart bloeien,
en omarm elk moment,elk uur.
It’s just a tiny flicker,
in my hand it seems to be
a single point of light
and yet it mesmerizes me.
Can’t help but wonder what’s inside,
what universe lies there?
It makes me feel like I’m a God
and there’s an earth somewhere
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Ik lig hier
stil
tussen duizenden anderen
geen naam
geen richting.
De wind weet mij te vinden
soms de zee
soms een kindervoet
die mij even optilt
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