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Array ( [sid] => 147221 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => For the Slaves to the music.. [time] => 2009-01-04 18:44:06 [hometext] => [bodytext] => For the Slaves to the music..

My body is not a machine……
It’s alive,
It lives & is living.
Feeds & is fed upon.

It is not here to serve (any but me.)
It is not here to consume or manufacture
Tax or collect.

It has no sickness or disease.
It does not malfunction or break down,
It is not, Non Productive.

It feels,
It’s alive.
It excites
It suffers,
It is my minds window,
Excesses, recesses, plaything & vehicle.
It will run on what I put into it, not what the cartel says I’m aloud to put into it.

I’m here only for possibility
Not probabilities ( that’s how we arrived here.)
( But Guess.)

The consciousness that knows disease knows only that & always in others.
The consciousness that sees only fault is reflecting an understanding only of its own.
The consciousness that sees only profit & consumption, sells himself to all at the price he’s
dictated.

The consciousness beyond the ability to serve others as he serves self, is not conscious of his own fears & limitations.

This catalogue of the conscious is a danger to all,
They must be served as they would be & educated lovingly as they should be. Teach all children the powers they posses & forgive them there ignorance & excess.

I am a man active with my eyes closed. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 64 [informant] => incognito_bombastus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )

For the Slaves to the music..

Contributed by incognito_bombastus on Sunday, 4th January 2009 @ 06:44:06 PM in AEST
Topic: ambiguous

For the Slaves to the music..

My body is not a machine……
It’s alive,
It lives & is living.
Feeds & is fed upon.

It is not here to serve (any but me.)
It is not here to consume or manufacture
Tax or collect.

It has no sickness or disease.
It does not malfunction or break down,
It is not, Non Productive.

It feels,
It’s alive.
It excites
It suffers,
It is my minds window,
Excesses, recesses, plaything & vehicle.
It will run on what I put into it, not what the cartel says I’m aloud to put into it.

I’m here only for possibility
Not probabilities ( that’s how we arrived here.)
( But Guess.)

The consciousness that knows disease knows only that & always in others.
The consciousness that sees only fault is reflecting an understanding only of its own.
The consciousness that sees only profit & consumption, sells himself to all at the price he’s
dictated.

The consciousness beyond the ability to serve others as he serves self, is not conscious of his own fears & limitations.

This catalogue of the conscious is a danger to all,
They must be served as they would be & educated lovingly as they should be. Teach all children the powers they posses & forgive them there ignorance & excess.

I am a man active with my eyes closed.

Copyright Â© incognito_bombastus ... [ 2009-01-04 18:44:06]
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Re: For the Slaves to the music.. (User Rating: 1 )
by ribbons_and_lace09 on Sunday, 4th January 2009 @ 07:25:56 PM AEST
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very good! unique but very very good :)

Re: For the Slaves to the music.. (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Monday, 5th January 2009 @ 07:51:18 PM AEST
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ingeniuos consultation. . . peace & blessing. elle

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