Nothing ever comes entirely to rest, the decay of death into memory into myth a prime example. Whatever only true for the moment of successful application. Absolute Truth is Faith~ Omnipotent.
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Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them here and there: even the last flower is withered: yet, yet there is a beauty in decay.
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The leaves lay dead and still and the wind takes them here and there,
even, the last flower has withered. Yet, there is a beauty in decay.
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I don't live, I decay.
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Sometimes the storms of life crash wildly against our minds, tears rain down and pool together in lakes of sorrow. And darkness falls slowly over us on a shroud of decay. Then something happens - the wind changes, the clouds break and light suddenly shines on the failing mist to reveal an arc of colours long forgotten. And it reminds us that true beauty can still grow from true sadness; that some of the most wonderful things in life are born from the depths of despair.
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degeneration
The need to return a land to its past, is a sign of degeneration. The ignorance of the truth. Greatness is not only found in the past, it is the presence, and future. The denial of investing in a truth is called decay. The use of hate and the threat of war, anytype of violence shows how incompetent the nation has become. For using these facets of the rot, shows a nations downfall. The question is how far and how fast will it occur.
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It is by law of reason that one should acquire education if not we become ignorant which descends to judgment on our failure to make use of those educational opportunities thus the latter becomes a state of decay and aberration...
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How deadly this sweet drink of praise, that sipped, decays the thing it lauds.
A sly deceiver, 'tis, oh yes, this chronic craving for applause. A first place prize, the kiss of death, to art that once roamed free. But now is surely lost, I fear, in mires of mimicry.
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