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Array ( [sid] => 108901 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => More Than a Falling Potted Plant [time] => 2005-11-01 23:37:24 [hometext] => About a waking dream I had...but was it a dream, or a revelation? Hmmm.... [bodytext] => It hit me like a ton of bricks.
There was no way of to choose;
My brain and I were playing pick-up sticks
And my brain was abotu to lose.

I have achieved so much
But I've also lost it all;
With a sudden implosion of wisdom
My erudite tower began to fall.

Inscrutable, Impenetrable,
Was the masive wall before me
Unyielding, Undeniable
Was the thrust of the force behind me.

Floating in a shifting rainbow
Of lights, colors, sounds and waves,
Apollo's arrow brings me absurdly low,
For none of my knowledge could I save.

I dont comprehend anything anymore
Shut to me now, is Knowledge's door;
All I once knew, I now abhor;
I'm playing the game of my life
And I don't even know the score.
Nothing mattered so much before...
Nothing, until into my life, Reality tore. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 73 [informant] => chibimiroku [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )

More Than a Falling Potted Plant

Contributed by chibimiroku on Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 11:37:24 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

It hit me like a ton of bricks.
There was no way of to choose;
My brain and I were playing pick-up sticks
And my brain was abotu to lose.

I have achieved so much
But I've also lost it all;
With a sudden implosion of wisdom
My erudite tower began to fall.

Inscrutable, Impenetrable,
Was the masive wall before me
Unyielding, Undeniable
Was the thrust of the force behind me.

Floating in a shifting rainbow
Of lights, colors, sounds and waves,
Apollo's arrow brings me absurdly low,
For none of my knowledge could I save.

I dont comprehend anything anymore
Shut to me now, is Knowledge's door;
All I once knew, I now abhor;
I'm playing the game of my life
And I don't even know the score.
Nothing mattered so much before...
Nothing, until into my life, Reality tore.

Copyright © chibimiroku ... [ 2005-11-01 23:37:24]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: More Than a Falling Potted Plant (User Rating: 1 )
by Lashing_Tongue on Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 11:43:25 PM AEST
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I loved the ending.

(The rest wasn't at all bad either)

Re: More Than a Falling Potted Plant (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 12:29:47 AM AEST
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I've missed reading your work. this is great. Interesting and captivating at the same time. Keep at it. I can see you going a long way with your writing. Well done.
*hugs*
sue

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