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Oddities

Often, oddities prevail;  
The more certainties, the less alive.  
As good as beauty, just as fleeting,  
Though oddities align unassuming—  
What finery the world ever craved,  
Crafted as the ages have leaped.  

And to speak of oddities:  
The slime, the ooze, the unsightly,  
The ugly, the charred, the jagged,  
The mangled, the putrid, the repulsive,  
The repugnant, the unwanted, the frail—  
All undesirables: disease, poverty, hunger, and corruption.  
There's always a flaw.  

Yet we love to witness where oddities fail,  
Conspiring to defeat our cherished notions.  
Whether it be luck or a miracle,  
That depends on one's philosophy.  

We've never cared less,  
All the more, yet oddities abound,  
Regardless—like mosquitoes in the tropics,  
Haunting us, no matter the ingenuity  
Employed to annihilate our oddities.  

What starts sweet often ends bitter,  
And what begins bitter may end sweet.  
Oh, the wisdom perhaps in embracing  
Our uncertainty about oddities.

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Footprints

Be one with the earth  
For she understands all.  
All beings are transient; breathe - 
Whether you walk or crawl.

In whispers of wind, the stories unfold,  
Each step leaves a trace, in soft grains of gold.  
Through shadows of ages, our journeys entwine,  
In the dance of existence, our footprints align.  

The tides of the moment, they ebb and they flow,  
Yet the paths that we wander, forever will glow.  
In the silence of twilight, where memories blend,  
Each mark tells a tale, of beginnings and end.  

So walk with intention, with heart open wide,  
In the tapestry woven, let love be your guide.  
For though we are fleeting, like dew on the dawn,  
In the footprints we leave, our spirits live on.

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I RAN

I ran not out of fright,  
I ran not because I was chased.  
I ran not because I felt compelled,  
Nor from some urging to flee from something or someone.  

I ran not because others did,  
I ran not because I'm an idealist at heart.  
I ran not because of a burden in history,  
Nor for a mission that beckoned me forth.  

I ran not for an impressive vision,  
I ran not from a moral imperative.  
I ran not out of need or want,  
I ran not for the sake of competing.  

I ran not in hopes of being the best,  
Not for fame or to be seen.  
I ran not to impress,  
I ran not for life—  
I ran because I could.

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Hear ye

To be safe is to find genuine peace with self and past.

What you see is what you get—  
Originality borne of preparedness for incorrigible wrongdoing,  
And a tremendous conceit for error,  
Unbothered by those who misunderstand.

To love is to nurse the pretense of caring  
For something beyond self, as one perhaps cares for oneself.  
Yes, most renowned religions have made it a selling point.

Dyed with the ambience of thought and desire,  
Dulled by pondering the traditions and cultures of men.  
And if you wonder long enough,  
Then the future might be yours, even if only briefly.

But man—what man has the courage  
To ponder his perceptions, actions, and will?  

He is king at heart.

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CHOOSE LIFE

In lifestyle—I choose life.  
In religious life—I choose life.  
In social life—I choose life.
In fake life—I choose life.  

Choice is ours to make,
But better a living ass than a dead emperor.  
For all you know, this choice is preconditioned on life.  
Choose life and the fullness thereof.

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Drying Line

This line, stretched high and proud,  
No rags to hinder, no need for a shroud—  
Let’s shake off the past, let sunlight shine.  

So vibrant, where colors play,  
With dreams that flutter, they dry and sway. 
Though fleeting, these moments are divine.  

Speak of warmth, not despair,  
Let kindness hang in the open air. 
Through the breeze, our hopes take flight,  

With every whisper, let spirits rise,  
In the dance of day, truth never dies.  
For joy and peace are our lifeline.  

So gather ‘round, let laughter start,  
In this tapestry, we each play a part.  
Together, we craft a design,  

A world where hope intertwines,  
Where every soul can redefine,  
A future bold, where we align.