in some words
Contributed by
plous
on
Monday, 7th July 2003 @ 08:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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flux with controlled change in thought,
a spectrum slowly shifting,
bubbles floating to the top,
never ending,
without ability to stop,
tied into the physical,
of being alive,
the architecture is grand,
along the soft sand,
taking shape in the wind,
giant webs spin within,
catching all the dreams,
process climate and culture,
same minds and soul,
with the node of control,
i am the evolved animal,
i can love or hate,
i can give.
or take food from a plate,
my logic is something giving shape,
my morals, words and tools,
lifeforms taking shape in great schools,
freewill in our dreams,
with natural order in our schemes,
safe with food and shelter,
call it what you want,
ignorance i face without a front,
turmoil that always stays,
by hands blind to their ways,
locking us all in a cage,
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