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Charity of spirit shared
love and dreams of ideal forms
Birth of the Poet
They call me Poet
division of attentions
In love
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The division of attentions
Enter Diversity


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By the light of reason By passion we strive
By Descartes light of reason
under which mankinds facultys are divine deliverance
the grace of Einstien was ushered
By Galieos sufferable arrogance
Physics from his light would go unheard
the world would have kept moving
Later the sterilisation of the immaterial from the equations
broke the joining of church and science
Reason became entirely based upon material function
and in this essence zarathustra spoke
an aftermath of reason and faiths seperation
who said you have to harbor faith forever
Its purpose is to accept the momentary darkness
like the unwilling blink the vulnerable sleep
until faculties are regained in waking
the inspiration of seeing
Do you see?
The light is the etherial purified realisation
maintained in any creatures mantra
I feel I see I think I am existing
all beliefs preceding again
the language of physics in metalogical interactions
By passion we strive
to make something more
out of ourselves
out of our world
We live and love to create
or immerse ourselves in the new
We seek an ever present expanse
to fill a vaccum with our presence
Diversity of form
By passion we strive
to distance ourselves from one
to become two searching
from the birth perpetually
for the great romance
the inevetable unknown
Two and more
until we return with the reexamination
of that universal realisation
the number of one
This form is the most solace to many
lest it be progressionist
Thier passions drive them so from
that sublime form achieved
not by intent but acceptance
of that to which all are relative
The embodiment of singular form
What passion moves you
as you have become of the passions
of many before and that single being
is a subject of who you become
Unity to diversity to unity anew
Who strives for comfort in the womb
Daresay I that being you?

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