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The Meaning of the One - Part I
Such a weight, these boulders of depression. Carrying them has become a useless, sad obsession... A way to define the core of self, the Inner Being Only talk of lightening the load, no thought of ever freeing... A soul's place is through the void, to be preserved forever in ice, Ice of Blue hues and Nothings - so nothing to avoid. Grey grit mixes with the mist of time expired. Dirty memories. Several generations based on the same pattern. Reproduced but not rewired. Currents lost in cul de sacs and weeping men in doorways, Bottled laughter auctioned off then vapourised by sun's rays. Tell me this, TELL me the story - is man aglow, or does he bask in God's Glory? The wonderings and whisperings of those who need to blend. No-one can figure out who is foe and who is friend. Hearts breaking with audible cracks while demon's chew on pain, keeping anger as their snacks. Leaching colour from the world around. Searching till every weakness is found - preying on insecurities and lust till the last bones are but powder and dust. Endless Grey is all I see. Even my shadow has departed from me; But I stand straight and hold myselt tall - never moving in case I should fall. Don't look left, and don't look right lest fear attacks your need for flight. Loose the soul, cut silver threads for Divinity swings low. Don't end the game before it's begun, take care to walk it slow... Walk it slow for those who lag behind and fast for those who run. Every searching till you find... The Meaning of The One.
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