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[title] => wilderness of thought
[time] => 2009-10-02 10:58:40
[hometext] => Circuitous patterns of thought and conquest
[bodytext] => What is that of which you seek Matters wondrous for bold and meek Questions,questions of worlds that go Lifelong answers for you to know Puzzles,puzzles confuse the mind What is the answer for poor mankind? Travel outwards to far off lands The answer is within thine hands The world is crazy, dark and deep Fearsome entities invade thy sleep What do I make of all this trouble? Correct the flaw that ends in rubble Turn to Him, you exiled masses Removeth all rose-coloured glasses You seek the truth but dare not tell Your banishment will end in hell Stand up to say the words that heal Never spoken for all to feel What have I done to hold the crown? To huddled masses circling round Seek not the journey to distant shores The light, the answer to menial chores Question more the truth not found All might perish deep underground Do not tarry , move fast in flight Discover all thy kingdoms plight The grand illusion too much for thou Confining solutions I can endow Are you sure of anything? What will mankinds' destiny bring?
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wilderness of thought
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kleetas
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Friday, 2nd October 2009 @ 10:58:40 AM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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What is that of which you seek Matters wondrous for bold and meek Questions,questions of worlds that go Lifelong answers for you to know Puzzles,puzzles confuse the mind What is the answer for poor mankind? Travel outwards to far off lands The answer is within thine hands The world is crazy, dark and deep Fearsome entities invade thy sleep What do I make of all this trouble? Correct the flaw that ends in rubble Turn to Him, you exiled masses Removeth all rose-coloured glasses You seek the truth but dare not tell Your banishment will end in hell Stand up to say the words that heal Never spoken for all to feel What have I done to hold the crown? To huddled masses circling round Seek not the journey to distant shores The light, the answer to menial chores Question more the truth not found All might perish deep underground Do not tarry , move fast in flight Discover all thy kingdoms plight The grand illusion too much for thou Confining solutions I can endow Are you sure of anything? What will mankinds' destiny bring?
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Re: wilderness of thought
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by Mars on
Saturday, 3rd October 2009 @ 12:39:53 PM AEST
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| Ack! I see a seething mass of text! Interesting concept, though. Everything seems to run together. |
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Re: wilderness of thought
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by MorguesMatter on
Monday, 26th October 2009 @ 11:36:19 AM AEST
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| While some question the structures of civilations, others know conformation does not always connvey what is really important....you have an energy that won't be ignored cheers. keep writting they will start to listen with their hearts-Morgues |
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