Why?! Why God... how have you learned of my many unforeseeable ways?
Did you truly march upon the soil and earthly roads to teach me?
-Surely the being an “All knowing, Omnipresent form” could have, just as easily silenced me with the understanding of what any person truly is or needs!
I much enjoyed the well-stated silence, however, when does that same light cease to burn my flesh and eyes... and instead sets course to my prior and blackened past?
Do we ever, “validate” our choices through the support of fellow personalities?
-or as mere beings of mortal composition contain us within these predictable behaviors.
Motorized-Vehicular-Spinners that throw off sparks.
-Different minerals create different spark colors.
I’ve smelt this, like the raw inside of a fiery forge.
The heavens pounded upon the highest roof,
It became an effigy, one plotted lot of sand...
Burning beyond the sound chosen by its flame.
Here thee hands, of tips, and gears sing in the scrapyard.
“What shall I be? Who is this person? Does it... Do we, change?”
"Oh yes! But. -You have forgotten its importance... and now you know less than what you have thought! Is this not the lesson you had wished to learn? It can only be what you choose, and I see... you believe in magic! Just how those wiseful old physicians use of words, which of whom are elder to both of you? Yes, I do remember! Yet why are your hands so smooth, among this ancient dust and rock? Sheath-not, with that well-tempered blade, and teach us what we simply do not understand! So is it that when you speak, you create our silence - and not a mortal static! Ah the power of words, they just cripple one's posterity (the body)... oh, those poor little and brittle bones!"
The birthing of femininity and the act of all womanhood has created an earthly and heavenly yolk to which no man can compare himself toward her plow of a soil made by the men of whom is tilled with crop.
The creation of nature is strictly and completely, political.
Light is only visible outside of it.
IF the universe is a “tubular-shape” then, and ONLY then...
is center-mass and ALL articulated shape is removed.
-This predicament of physical jeopardy reveals the beginning,
if not the creation, of all of law and any and all perception.
Light always returns inwardly and backward towards itself.
The void of what must exist for light to occur, must never repeat.
-As one final result, light reaches its beginning before its ending.
Questions only comfort, knowledge.
“Growth is painful. Change is painful. But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.”
— Mandy Hale
She spoke, simply freely and alone.
It was a silence, in an motionless stare.
The stone missed, each one, every hit!
They spited their moshes,
Never, absolutely ever... justify truth. Only once it is supported, we then teach others failure.
Tiny moments are these... that only a value will compare to them.
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