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Eternal Illusion

Written: May 05, 2024, For Jaymee Thomas Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Incessant ticking of timepieces, reverberating clatter of a mallet in motion,  the whole thing testifies to an illusion. Time, only a delusion Its sole goal is to decay and degrade, the surplus is as worthless as our frail cells Inward metamorphosis is what truly entices.   There will be a sunrise once you cease to exist, but fodder for maggots. Yet, from their perspective, your remains, provide a sustenance for survival, their growth, and their eventual ascension perspective, an invaluable commodity, yet, stay ignorant of two sides of a coin. tales spun from our ignorance abyss. Is love a reality or a falsehood in society? a tether to maintain their focus, how can they hinder their whims?  what else might motivate them to squander indulgences such as candies or blooms?  leverage of greenery,  similar to the cost of water,  twisted nature repulses my senses. Being a societal outcast, do I not deserve an ample resolution?  at the pinnacle of my tale,  will I be restrained with shackles? due to repugnant acts of cruelty, your detested species has wrought  on my turbulent figure? Ignite your wake pyre, should you require a tan?

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Date: 6/2/2024 1:01:00 AM
Why are we created to be on this earth - What is our purpose, limited time period to think of an answer, but as life is over in almost a flash, hurry up and have your say. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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Date: 5/29/2024 3:21:00 PM
Congratulations Dear Sotto on this lovely piece, Cheers.
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Date: 5/28/2024 9:52:00 AM
SP, Inward metamorphosis is truly what counts...I like that line as you point out time is limited for us. Is love a tether to maintain their focus...I'm thinking we have to use our time wisely. There's not much of a span for us really. I'm supposing the speaker in this poem is a sage or god. It seems like a warning that we should be thinking much more clearly about our mission here.
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Date: 5/27/2024 10:22:00 AM
Wowser! Some great writing here, dear Lasaad! Love that ticking of time, then t is only a delusion… what else might motivate them to squander indulgences such as candies or blooms?… Being a societal outcast, do I not deserve an ample resolution? … Hugs ~ Kim (fave)
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