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Poem: The Aspect of Death

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by TheWagsDaddy, Mar 27, 2012.

  1. #1 TheWagsDaddy, Mar 27, 2012
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    Look at them deluded by the notion that we are equal, that humanity can be respected and be preserved through love and kindness to each other. They squander the opportunity to live without the hatred and difference and instead they waste time by trying to improve the world without improving themselves. They continue to create the world’s problems and their interactions leave more chaos in their wake than they leave “progress” in their lifetime. They dupe you with an established disbelief and work over those seeking more for their own selfish desire. The mongrels treat love as a game, women continually trying to bait out some high confidence man and tear him to shreds or women who are fragile by nature are forced humble by the lack of self worth.
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    I once belonged to that plague ridden filth they called humans, but now I have a higher purpose. Looking back I saw how eager the world was and that my outlook, my hopes, my desires were slowly venomous thoughts that corroded my brain and have put me in this role today. I am the aspect of death the undoer of worlds, the final place for weary minds whose acknowledgement of his release from this existence brings an over extensive reaction that cries out shrill over the land.


    Humans have been nothing but a challenge and have been decimating the planet since their existence. It is time for me to dispel the preconceived notions and silence the wrong doings and to begin once again the unity between existence and earth. I am the aspect of death all of my followers will become empowered through my swift judgment. For only in times of extreme emotion and looming catastrophe will you know what it is truly like to live in the world and your only true acceptance will come when your days are an at end.
     
  2. death is like life
    people think they've got it right
    assumptions and disfunction go together like day and night
     
  3. Some good food for thought :D
     
  4. For life is the banquet
    Death sweet desert
    but unwillingly we go unto the dirt
     
  5. unless I'm willing
    straight chilling in the dirt
    6 feet under is 6 feet closer to my worth
     
  6. Yet in our death we are granted birth
    Our souls back into our mother earth
    To one day become whole again
     
  7. You're a cool cat my brother keep digging down deep to find that truth and never be afraid to let it fly:smoke:
     

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