Is my emptiness a mere barrenness?
Is it my inner vacuum and void?
Isn't it freedom from ego's harshness?
Is, in that, my me-ness mere celluloid?
Fullness is the blossoming of consciousness;
It's the pervasion of Brahman within.
There's, in it, an orchid of moral sense;
From its wholeness springs every loss and gain.
Fullness is the divine that drives my soul;
It's my self-image and enlightenment.
It's this that wins my existential goal;
In it, the rainbow of life is brightened.
The sacred void becomes the spirit’s shrine,
Where inner silence wakes the light divine.
There is no justice, in Ireland under such
Officials as this.' Mountjoy incarceraction no injustice is hid.' Trans-human machinery
Is the purveyor and rule.' Wielded
By such morons.' The emphasis weighted, cruel..A souless pervasion, rabid yet drear, just; un-just.' This
Is the face, of an authority, that appears the rear..End of all un-reason we observe; in round disgust. At its fecal dis-charges, I protest I must!
Its Labelled lawfull, though yet so awfull '
This proclaims of all insanity.' Nonsense is
Prevelant, the faith is gone; from this system now, that is truly bust.'
abhorrent aberration of freedom restraint
due to a virus toxic to taint
indiscriminately poisoning justification
fear mongering media increasing pervasion
bigger heads gorge greater merriment
whilst executing each experiment.
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