I once wrote a song I could but not finish…
Whoever finishes the songs of life?
But tell me, how? when each end begins with a new life lease?
I once met a man who paints only in shades and tints
Whoever applauds the silver greyness of the cloudless skies?
But tell me, whoever shuts out the radiance of the rainbow colours?
Ijangbon boldly pushes Odumare’s last limits, but as…
We know insanity remains the smallest room in the castle of audacity
......
Returned to center of my being.
Branches of lives lived and paths taken,
to great heights and greater lows.
Sweet fruits of honest labor.
Crushing careers that killed the soul.
The familiar fit of odd jobs.
Shared paths of love, real and illusioned,
intersecting... becoming blurred,
......
if my life is guided by a void,
a h1 loop,
a h0 connection
(or mysterious mafia hands.)
a sheaf of actions,
give and take,
win-win type of collective
imperatives,
and voodoo rituals.
then chaos is always
......
I contemplate why you came into my life.
Is there a reason!
Why do I feel a relevance
Why do you remind me of me
What purpose do you hold
Why do I want you to have one
Are you a ray of hope
Or Is this a hoax
......
What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
......
Die Vernunft spricht leise,
mit Worten,die führen wollen.
Sie zeigt einen Weg
durch Sicherheiten,die nie geprüft wurden.
Sie bietet Ordnung,
und verbirgt den Zufall.
Sie baut Mauern aus Logik,
weil sie das Chaos nicht erträgt.
......
Reason speaks softly,
with words that seem to guide.
It points a way
through certainties never truly tested.
It offers order,
hiding the random.
It builds walls of logic
because it cannot bear the chaos.
......
De rede spreekt zacht,
met woorden die lijken te leiden.
Ze wijst een pad
langs zekerheden die nooit werden getoetst.
Ze biedt orde,
en verbergt het toeval.
Ze bouwt muren van logica
omdat het chaos niet verdraagt.
......
if my life is guided by a void,
a h1 loop,
a h0 connection
(or mysterious mafia hands.)
a sheaf of actions,
give and take,
win-win type of collective
imperatives,
and voodoo rituals.
then chaos is always
......
earthy
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