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She Said To Refuse the Path

she said to refuse the path diverge and emerge upon your trail the first step is always fraught with a queasy uneasiness a modicum of doubt is natural ask the lemmings that survive life is all about listening to within large measures of accrued wisdom adorned in virtues a necessity as you walk each step grows assured the aim of life is to walk away with who you are always aware that ordered order is the fog of chaos the delusion of illusion the elusion surviving lemmings share the goal in life is to die free scars are there to remind you life comes with a price mistakes are never to be denied they are a gold mine of learning the coin to the Ferryman must be what you have earned upon your forged trail be worthy of the scales of Anubis the quiver of quodlibets no longer serves the bow the path is straight and narrow human questioning is nothing more than grasping straw to be counted amongst the forgotten men numbered amongst the homesmen OKC 11/22

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