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The Woodland Church
I will begin my decent into madness with a poem:Twas a shining dayWith the flowers on decayAnd the ground was stiff and crunchy I did find a small birchTwas a woodland churchWhere animals went to prey Therein was an owlWho preached to the foulAnd other creatures a sundry “We must lift to the godAll our…
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Divine Concession
It was and remains, one of the greatest deeds in history, that George Washington, first president of the United States of America, chose to retire from the presidency after serving two terms. That word, “serving”, plays an important role in this context. It is no mistake or coincidence that we, in American culture, say that…
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The Paradox of Democracy
Democracy contains an unfortunate catch which needs to be addressed if we are to move forward with it. You see, if democracy simply moves in the direction of popular opinion, then all one must do in order to crumble the system is to turn popular opinion against the system itself. In this way, Democracy is…
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2 AM
I want to live in 2 amWhen the Earth has gone to bedWhen I go outside and talk to themThe stars above my headI want to live in dreary nightsWith distant distorted spectersOf colored street lightsseen through rainfall reflectorsI want to live in hollow treesThat have seen so many tenantsBeneath a green roof on wooden…
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Disparity
Are we separate or the sameDo you even know my name?Are my thoughts really yoursAm I he that she abhors? If only I could knowThe face you never showThe name you never tellAnd the pain you hide so well If I could simply know your youAnd you could know my meMaybe then you’d know my…
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Silence
Spiders fly from faraway willowsjust to tell me how slightly the wind blows Ants crawl across distant oceansjust to ask me about my notions Butterflies cry when they see my facefor their remorse is so, that they missed my embrace Raccoons tear themselves from their feastsjust to tell me they dislike me the least Birds…
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Foils
My dear reflectionWhy must you follow so?You copy every move I makeAnd everywhere I goYou look like meYou dress like meYou greet me with a smileYour hand outstretchedWith one candy leftAnd its stinks of poison vile A hundred of my childrenHave flocked to you in hordesWhere you feed them poison candyAnd are shamelessly adoredYou talk…
