Nobody reaches to lord until leaving the rest
Tresaure of heart can't be opened until it is the pure cleanest
Extract the mundane from the tongue so Lord manifests
Until it is flourished, Sultan will not settle to palace
Perceivers of the secret of dying before death
Have seen judgement day before the trumpet blowed
Face of Lord's house has been circumamblated by lovers
Without house of Mamur at the sky and Kaaba at the earth
Shemsi burns continously at a strange sorrow
Wants to content Lord without being hated by public
Written By Shemseddini Sivasi
Translation Onur Ünlü
write'n up a theory of the universe
why the hell not you only live once
the math is actually a little difficult
but concepts are philosophical fun
and your mind's reality mechanics
the worlds basic building nuts bolts
of which we as tools are perceivers
shaping this time lapse analog view
of a fractal energy field beyond real
conscious perceptions as imaginary
topological geometry that goes by
our senses yet not our imagination
because the concepts held are real
wrt our existence as consciousness
in a philosophical world conundrum
where-in thinking may be as being
but that in itself isn't as awareness
in which all but insights are dreams
and common sense is the only plan
stan sand
As a literal phemomenon, Death is fearful.
As paradox, an antidote to fear.
As life in death, it focuses on life.
As something absurd, one must cope with it,
Edmund Husserl or Viktor Frankl’ll help;
If literal ’n figural, generates fear ’n hope,
As “cowards die many times ’fore their deaths.”
If cyclic, it mitigates much of fear,
If linear, leads to dread—life after death:
Go to Edmund Husserl and he will help.
Thus, hacked to death, dear Death, by perceivers;
But when the worst comes to the worst, I quit!
***
Shadow of Ignorance
by Odin Roark
How pervasive
This innocence
Turned weapon
Casting as it does
But silhouettes of its reality
The shadow of man
So often seen
So clandestine its verity
Moving over landscapes
Brightly lit with fear
Politics
Religion
Relationships
Business
On it goes
This outline of purpose
Hiding stealthily behind
Its backlit reality
Blind remains the perceiver
Trusting that which can’t be seen
Except by penumbra’s
Epiphanous delusion
Rare integrity
Steps from behind the eclipse
Revealing their true certitude
Risking that many perceivers
Will see such action specious
Leeriness of convictions
Dictates reason as shield
Aware mendacious agendas
Prevail as the given today
Thus argue the conscious
To excuse ourselves with ignorance
Is derelict of duty
Hastening the speed of covert influence
Rapidly paving persuasive highways
Where opportunity shows little honesty
Continuing to deceive our sense of safety
With misleading caution signs
Many speed through just before
Plunging over the cliff
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