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Perfection
Perfection Is Obtainable, Though This Imperfect World Has Conditioned Elsewise. WE R Taught That WE R ‘Only Human’ Or The Misconceived Notion Of ‘No One Is Perfect.’ When The Truth Is, Both Of These Statements Could Not Be Further From The Truth. As Celestial Light Beings WE R Far From ‘Only Human.’ Harboring The Power Of Ultimate SOURCE, Designed In Direct Alignment With The Display Of THE UNIVERSE. Our Brains Much Like Galaxies Where The Human Hippocampus Neurons Look Vastly Similar To The Display Of Celestial Bodies In The Universe Paralleling The Making Of Galaxies. Our Eyes, Being In Direct Resemblance To The Blackholes Found In Areas Throughout ‘Space.’ All Of These Through Which Civilizations Have Sprang & Continue To Create As Well Sustain Life. Yet, When Told WE Are Creators, Gods Even, With The Power Of SOURCE, THE UNIVERSE Inside Our Very Being, This Is An Unfathomable Concept Deemed As Delusions Of Grandeur. People That Believe In Their Identity Being Constructed & Formulated Through That Of The UNIVERSE Are Said To Have ‘God Complexes.’ Then Again What Is So Wrong With A ‘God Complex?’ A Complex That Puts You In A Mindset That Shows & Tells Your Acceptance Of Who This UNIVERSE, THE SOURCE Of All Life, Designed & Destined You To Be? That Seems Pretty Perfect To Me.
By Damaged Good(s)about a year ago in Longevity
Pardon My Dust
Please Pardon My Dust; Seems I Was In A Rush. Going Nowhere Fast So I Kept Destination On Hush. Actually I Told The World I Was Going Up; Catch Me Amongst The Gods, I’ll Be The G Going The Hardest. What A Bluff. Where Was Up. The World Rotates & Up Only Comes Once Per 180. Unless You Keep It Moving, Gotta Keep It Rollin. As Long As You’re Moving The Ball Keeps On Going. At That Point You Only Go Forward; Guess That’s What It’s Like To Be Apart Of ‘Society’; Those Are The People That ’Keep The Ball Rollin’ Just Like A Hamster Wheel. The Only Up Is Forward BC The Ball Has To Keep Moving. Who Runs On Top? The 1s Refusing To Stop, Refusing To Allow A Bottom To Feel Anything Short Of A New Flowering Pot; Perhaps Thus A Garden. What’s Being Grown? Well That Will Require I Ascend From My Ball. That Will Require I View From An Elevated Level In Order To Asseess Elsewise Unmeasureable. Rather Have More Of Nothing To Start Something With Than Less Of Something Just To Say I Have It. The More Nothing Present The More Room To Make What Is. The More There Is Something The Less Room For There To Be More Present. More Nothing Until The Somethings Feel Like A Good Replacement For Space. The Potential To Grow Is The Space WE Live In To Be, Expansion On A Continuation Is Demanded For Exceptionality To Presently Victory. Help Is On The Way Unless Denied & Pushed Away. Rather Be More Than Less Though Less Is More BC Then More Of Anything Can Be Present. The More Something Is The Less Room For What Something Can Be; The Less There Is The More There Is Room To Be; Seemingly Methodically.
By Damaged Good(s)about a year ago in Poets
Harboring Significance
Continuance; Or Is Ceasing? As It May Sound It Seems That All Beginnings Have An Ending; Less All Endings Begin Again. To End Again Again & Again Only To Never Begin; Pathetic Imperfections. Begin A Continuance Again Again & Again; Strategically. Ending Never Mattered Only Beginning Again Always Did, Seeking Answers So Cleverly Hid. Distance Betrays, Connections Dimmed Doeth Seem To Fade. To End. To Begin Again. Certain Rather Begin Again Again & Again Rather Than To Ever End Presense Sense. Continuance, Built On Cypher That Only Begin As They Appear To End What Fades Quickly Becomes Light Again Diligence Drawn From Strength Weakness Well Bred Underneath. Rememberance. For What What Is To Remember Is To Have Been With, All Things Present Is All That Was Is All That Is & All That Ever Is To Exist. Unless, Yes Unless; Unless The Focus Is Dimmed By Presence Of What Was To Exist Presently Congruent With What Is To Deny What Is To Be Then What Is Becomes What Was & What Was Is What Is As What Is Is All It Will Ever Be. Continuance, So WE Begin Again. With What Was Now What Is & What Is All It Will Ever Be Present Focused On Growing, Or Moving, Moving Up Growing Forward, Or Moving Forward Growing Up; Represented. Sure There Is Time To End But Even That End Will Begin Again So Just Accept Again To Begin & What Is To Be Represented In Present; Strategically. Of Course Their Will Less Done Than Be That WILL That Is Concurrent. Following Actions Of Free Will Because A Cipher Is A Continuation & To Continue Is To Begin Again Again & Again. Unless, Unless? Ah Yes Unless, Unless You Chose To Begin Again Agian & Again At The End, For That Is When You Only End Again Again & Again. So, Shall WE Begin?
By Damaged Good(s)about a year ago in Poets
