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Perscribed Reality

Rarely reaching the expansive ranges Where infinity influences reality changes With illusion marked stigma stamped impressions Sparingly accessed acceptance processing life lessons Voided all non-existent concepts entered into calculation Subtracting negative signs doubling positive discrimination Facing minutes handed seconds clockwise directional hour Provided additional limitations restricting free powers Lawlessly abiding thoughts trapped scribing under thin glass Persuaded temptation daily weekly monthly years pass Beliefs based beyond cellular systematic space Uncontrollable devolving of our intelligent human race Technological aspects statistical advancing mathematical rations Places recognized first second third in numerical fashion Reality set standards store a suppressed revelation I am one of realities patients Prescribing divine elevation

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Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 12/9/2017 11:33:00 AM

Such illuminating brilliance this poem be, Kristina! Your innervisions are so prismatic ... heavenly paved rainbow thoughts. Ty for the divine elevation. Transcendence is a most elusive cure. This is a great poem, any free-thinker could but agree. Another liquid luminous dripped prose. An instant fave for sure. Love and more love to you and yours.

Kristina Whitmore
Date: 12/9/2017 9:05:00 PM

Thanks for stopping by and commenting with your way of encouraging words that renew my writers soul. I appreciate the love Freddie and return that with a bless your heart. For being such a great poetic reader and writer to share the fueling of potential poems that are waiting to be written. Hope you are having a wonderful weekend!

Silent One

Date: 12/7/2017 8:32:00 AM

Did you swallow a dictionary? We should all be a patient of reality and prescribe to divine elevation.. now those would be great lines for a rock song, sang in jimi Hendrix style... Sadly, some live with their heads in the clouds.. searching for a cure.. Great write Kristina..

Kristina Whitmore
Date: 12/9/2017 9:02:00 PM

Ha yes this one I used many more words to describe reality in this write. I have been somewhat writing with more musical style. Thanks for the comment and input of music genre for some lines, they would be great for a rock song. I wish to share so much with the world yet I am that one that lives with my head in the clouds thinking of cures.

James Swartz

Date: 12/4/2017 11:27:00 PM

Yes Kristina hand out that divine elevation! I love the words you use and how you transform them to fit your thoughts. This is a perfect poem.

Kristina Whitmore
Date: 12/5/2017 11:17:00 AM

Thanks for stopping by to read and comment. I really love this poem and its meaning. For me this write is a poetic write into my view of a reality. One of many. Glad you enjoyed the words and the way I turned my thoughts into word art. XO