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The Tree and Me Randomness is the most structured thing of allThe Tree and Me by ~LucyEmber
In this world, entropy is law
The trees
Especially seem to know
If someone sees
How they move and where they grow
A symphony, a ballet
In one organism is birthed
A connection, a disjunction
Now unearthed
I think, therefore I am?
I think not!
The trees don't think and they are
They have been, and will be till the end of all
Perhaps they do think… who am I to know?
Of how to move and where to grow
Of how good the sunlight feels
Of the energy with which it fills
One's frame
In these thoughts, the tree and me are
One and the same
Cosmic unity in cosmic consciousnes
Clarity My mind has cleared enough to writeClarity by ~LucyEmber
Of shadows marching in the night
Like vagrant armies, destitute and hollow
Below the insubstantial leaders that they follow
My mind has cleared enough to create
To block the input and resuscitate
The pure, transparent breath of experience
And finally go through life walking in grace
Without the muddled veil of understanding
Commanded though never commanding
As we ignorantly yearn for freedom from this fate
Forever are we bound by these primordial forces' weight
My mind is clear, my Eye is open
Eternal energy's immortal token
I writ
My River There is in me a racing river of LustMy River by ~LucyEmber
That flows downhill, for that is its true course
No lies or falsities control this force
For it is at the mercy of the Must
It is the sum of all my years of earning
As natural as Death or Evolution
And I could come to no other conclusion
For Reason is the guide of all my yearning
I used to say that Love was causeless feeling
That if you knew not why that it was true
But now I see the ignorance revealing
That everything I know must end with you
Desire does not distort Reality
No altruistic nature guides my lake
For Love is the most selfish odyssey
That I could ever wish to undertake
Los Tres Tristes Huevitos Había una vezLos Tres Tristes Huevitos by ~LucyEmber
Tres tristes huevitos
Su madre una bella gallina
Su padre un triste gallito
De lo muy poco que había
Ella escogió muy poquito
Y entre los tristes huevitos
Ni una idea tenían
Ni una, de miles y miles
Que en el gran mundo existían
El mayor de los huevitos
Por el jardín iba rodando
Atropellando a todas las flores
Pensando que por ello
Las estaría haciendo mejores
Al huevito mas chiquito
Le encantaban los horarios
Pensaba que con mandar
A las flores, abrir y cerrar,
Las podía, como el sol,
Alimentar y controlar
El último de los huevitos
Era vago, vicioso y
Sta.sh
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"It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees. " Emiliano Zapata
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"All that we see, or seem,
Is but a dream within a dream."
~Edgar Allan Poe~
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"All that we see, or seem,
Is but a dream within a dream."
~Edgar Allan Poe~
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"All that we see, or seem,
Is but a dream within a dream."
~Edgar Allan Poe~