The dark night comes riding a razor's edge.
The day comes shining, but no solid pledge.
The peacetime smolders like untended coals.
The darkness, a blanket, for bedless souls.
The late summer leaves, ready for a fall.
The frost of winter starts its yearly crawl.
The shiver of a long-lost lover's thought.
In a timeless loop, the world is caught.
The spin of the Earth the whole human race.
We always tried to keep up with the pace.
Riding out this technological storm.
To our destiny, naked we are born.
The truth is out there somewhere, lost in time
We search the night sky waiting for a sign.
We came to this place to find who we are.
The poor lost orphans who fell from a star!
We search daily to define who,
we as people in defiant world
We lead ourselves what we see is true
Soul's defiance of mind's illusion
or personality carried in emotions
Evolution of evolvement many questions raised,
upon what basics ones opinion is form
That of man who do not know,
even their heart God prayers for many
One place dead in space darkness,
where from such life even stars shine
A moon that lights up dark,
as do the sun bring life breath
Is it soul's defiance to rip apart,
beauty in ones dignity believes
Even in us we see good in heart,
where such anger persist to hide
We know truth is out there,
where did any of it come
Such creatures of a universal world,
a world unknown to mythical ghost
A soul bearing great purpose for being
or not to be their extinction to death
What say ye' who's soul's defiance objective,
depths of your darkness alone, unknown
Kensington
Children of frustration
when dreams rose from the heap
the darkest of locations
tell white lies as they speak
open to persuasion
when abilities are weak
waves of degradation
disturbs all those asleep
awake the dispensation
to turn the other cheek
the house that they were raised in
and company they keep
a blur of segregation
when summers burn with heat
sit back for meditation
and sow all that is reaped
peer deep into what’s stationed
the lost or stolen sheep
a core that rocks a nation
only on occasion weeps
passed down from generations
too scared to take a peak
the truth is out there somewhere
you can find it in the street.
Our hearts are heavy with the world's woes.
It seems lies and hate follow wherever one goes.
Added to that, the unjust war in Ukraine,
and Earth's breath slows for she's now in pain.
Greed has spilled across our beautiful land.
Dollar signs seem all many understand.
How to change minds that have been made,
when counting millions that they've been paid.
Lies float through the air, toward the absurd.
Truth is out there, too, but seldom heard.
Some stories I've heard beyond comprehension!
But they succeed in adding to growing tension.
Some days I want to just give up on Earth.
It's then I turn to nature for mental rebirth.
How can we not try to save this lonely beauty?
We are her shepherds, it's our call to duty!
Is it a pipe dream to think we can mend?
or possible if our hearts can extend.
Can enough love cancel all hate?
We must give it a try--it may open the gate.
November 7, 2022
For Unseeking Seeker's "Rotate Conscioness Polarity" Contest
Keep
Actin like
Everything is the same
Yet
Everything is anything but
My world is turned
Upside down
I don't know
Into an optimal angle or a
Negative angle
Anymore
The pastel colors
Of the sky
Are getting
Blurred
Like Monet's
Impression
soleil levant
Felt like I was
Flying
From
The jump but now
I'm just floating
In midair
With sudden
Unpredictable
Drops
That
Plummets my heart down
Too
Got too much
On my mind now
On my heart now
Save a place for us
Please
Bae
When can we stop pretending
When we can't go back to the
When when we didn't know
When we wanted things the same
It's so hard
When the truth is out there
Letting it lay
Cold and bare
When it was
Breathtakingly
Beautiful
Waiting for a long time
We both
Wanted it
What is stopping us?
Falling apart
Am I not enough
Blurred undefined paint
In my heart
Still life
With my heart
Still beating
For him
Truth is overrated
with the flow of anger
everyone has a cursed soul
in which they can't lie
or sugar-coat the truth
So the truth is out there
Can You Handle The Truth!
THE EARTH IS FLAT.
WE HAVE BEEN TOLD A LIE.
FACTS AND FIGURES TELL US THE TRUTH,
OF THIS EARTHLY REALM WE KNOW LITTLE ABOUT.
THE MOON LANDING WAS A HOAX;
QUITE POSSIBLY AN ELABORATE SOUND STAGE,
OF LIGHTS AND CAMERA.
DID KUBRICK KNOW THE TRUTH?
FIND OUT THE TRUTH.
DO THE RESEARCH.
DO NOT BELIEVE WHAT WE HAVE BEEN TAUGHT.
THE EARTH IS FLAT?
QUITE POSSIBLY, THE TRUTH IS IN PLAIN SIGHT.
WHY THE DECEPTION ALL OF THESE DECADES?
ANCIENT PEOPLES BELIEVED IN A FLAT EARTH.
THE TRUTH FOR HUMANITY LIES IN OUR FREEDOM OF THINKING.
NASA KNOWS THE TRUTH, BUT DENIES THE PUBLIC ITS TRUE KNOWLEDGE,
ABOUT THE FLAT EARTH REALITY.
THE QUEST FOR TRUTH AND FREEDOM IS NOW.
THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE.
THE EARTH IS QUITE POSSIBLY FLAT.
CAN WE STEP OUTSIDE OUR LITTLE GLOBE OF LIES?
I THINK WE CAN!
WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
MAY 2018
A mental disorder caused by watching too many Transformer movies. In the first stage of the disease, the afflicted will experience lethargy, loss of speech, appetite, and sense of impending doom. The second, or hallucinatory stage, is characterized by irrational fear of Japanese cars, cell phone towers, TA Truck Stops, Swiss Army pocket knives, and vacuum cleaners with multiple attachments. In the third and final stage, the afflicted will take on the persona of a rogue FBI agent and insist that the truth is out there.
August 28th in Hong Kong Open Squash Championship...
Nicol losing semifinals in Hong Kong, not surprising at all...
What's surprising is her steely determination to excel once more...
For a retriever like her, the writing has been on the wall...
The lowered tin favors attacking players, the emerging younger ones...
They whack and demand winners with each hit at the ball...
Nicol with her aging legs and defensive play overall...
Why, she can win and beat some of these young pretenders to her crown...
But it is impossible that Nicol can be as successful as she was before...
People, we are lucky witnesses today the fading of squash undisputed queen...
Ouch! It hurts but the truth is out there in plain sight...
We are witnessing the fading of squash once brightest light....
Fact or fiction Mulder Insists look at the evidence aliens exist
Out of the window a shining light when he turns sister out of sight
Xfiles open this is where it starts examining every file looking at every chart
Mulder is united with Dana of course her first assignment to dig up a corpse
Undeterred she follows his lead trying hard not to believe
Looking in the mirror dana gets a fright Mulder reassures her just mosquito bites
Dana’s not sure the science is not there Mulder grunt with a look of despair
Extra-terrestrial one day he will find until then always on his mind
Remembering Samantha, he returns to basement the truth is out there why can’t you face it
Written by m.burton
My words
Look at my words and see what you see;
I see me, just trying to speak.
Hear my words and speak my verse;
Find what you seek to find within my words.
I have no doubt that the truth will out
And you will see that you are not free.
The truth is out there but it is as yet unwritten,
So take the future in your own hands and write your own opinions.
Send your words out into the atmosphere;
I need my words out there for people to hear.
I live in a world of obscurity,
So my words are all I have to give
And the only piece of me I need you to see.
I’m waiting for an answer from God,
To a question no-one has ever asked.
Here are my words; it’s up to you what they do for you.
Here are my words; I wrote them in a flash.
Thoughts without thinking; rhyme without reason…
This is all I can do.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Quantum mechanics proves that we can be put back to,
Particles, atoms, matter and gas by physical reactions,
But such indeterminism was fought by C S Lewis boldly,
Who used capitals mid-sentence for personifications.
He wanted to personify morality and the virtues,
So said Right and Justice to detach the judge,
From the justice, from the boyfriend or the neighbour,
So that from Hawking we would in some way budge.
But libertarianism contravenes philosophical necessarianism,
By forwarding that we all have alternative possible actions.
Says we’re not predetermined by prior events and engagements,
Through a divine agent that coalesces and notions,
That truth is out there is a fact, out with our command,
But truth is real, essentially original, humanly discovered;
A god cannot call it or claim its curvature or inception,
Because an agent would make our interpretation blurred.
Truth is not solely objective, bestowed supernaturally,
But is a human relativity which we believe, tell or embody;
We all have our own being which can reap desolation,
Or liberation, if we choose to personify it for somebody.
What is it that makes people cry?
Travel within path of sadness
And hold on to their forbidden treasures
What is it that makes people to hate?
Put others on trial, only to make them suffer
And cry like goats when the spell is reversed
What is it that makes people to walk away?
Live as if nothing wrong is happening
Pretending not to know, while the truth is out there
What is it that makes people to dance?
Sing ancient songs
Hoping fate will rescue them
What is it that makes people glad?
Wait for tomorrow with passion,
With their eyes looking up to the sky
What is it?
God’s Word Gives Truth and Meaning!
As many are seeking truth and life’s meaning.
It’s a lot of garbage that they’re often receiving!
Many have refused God and what he commands!
And have brought a great sin over the land!
As many indulge in whatever seems “cool.”
They tend to live by their own set of rules.
Many don’t know any of the 10 commandments.
As they turn to man-made establishments!
The answer to life and the truth is out there!
It’s the word of God, that he has put there!
In God’s word, can you find the truth which you seek!
His word brings comfort and strength to the weak!
His word is the most powerful truth you can get a hold of!
It gives a purpose and meaning that you can speak of!
I’m so thankful of his words so powerful and truthful.
I’ve found them to be encouraging and helpful!
Won’t you take a few moments in sincere prayer?
And come to know the God who loves you and cares?
God rewards and blesses those who want to seek him!
Won’t you take the time to really know him?
Time is short! There doesn’t need
to be a postponement!
God’s word can change you!
This very moment!
By Jim Pemberton 02/12/14
In your car, the heat enveloped me like a cloak that afforded no protection
And you told me,
Instead of asking
Why I haven't called in six years.
And I'll hold my tongue.
Because these french fries are delicious
And your best friend is three hours from the altar
And I'll be damned
(Literally. Damned.)
To ruin and dishonor,
If your personal revolution is going to take its precedent
And make her get mascara on her pretty white dress.
I'm not that cruel, sweetheart
And you knew that I wasn't
Or we wouldn't be standing here.
The truth is out there,
and it's wearing the clothes that you put on its back.
And it's inside of you, too,
like an ache in your bones
and a specter
that chills your dark ocean of sleep.
Or a knot in your throat
when you get
Voicemail.
...Again.
Today, there will be rituals
And tomorrow, I've got a plane to catch
While you go back to sitting on the razor's edge
During your long drive up the coast.
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