ADP

What Now?

More Wardens.

More Paces.

More Ways.

Be it for less than 10 days.

Hear now cannot believe

the missing pieces finally seen.

Four Corners of a Frame

The glass cracked to view the scene.

Now what is next?

Past these feelings?

Past this Vex?

Past this Hex?

Past the Lies?

A new meaning to [Redacted]

What a crime.

What a crime.

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How long will it last?

This escape from the past?

So long as we don’t live too fast

And forget the deeds that `done.

The Actors.

The Roles.

The Stages.

The Moles.

The Holes.

The Tears.

The Fears.

The Shows.

Wonder forever the way it will go.

And change the meaning of mysterious.

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What is the meaning of Shame?

Hear is felt so intensely this feel.

For in no way is hear in any sense perfect.

As it seems hear was supposed to be.

The sexual nature of hears wired mind brings near infinite amounts of shame.

For it was only when all hope was lost,

was it shame that reignited inspiration.

Here is not perfect.

Nor, suppose was never meant to be.

For that part of minds hear cortex should always serve as a reminder to not lose hope.

It had to be.

To complete the code.

At hear mind and souls own cost.

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Good Morning to the Rising Sun

May thee know these thoughts don’t cease.

Why did no one think to keep an inquiry of why hear couldn’t sleep?

And find more comfort in strangers rather than family.

Because they [redacted] not to understand.

And left hear stranded on an isle.

To be alone with sadness and carnal thoughts.

Alone & deprived of senses for much too long.

With a carrot dangled on a stick.

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Hear feels like a fraud

I do confess before God.

For I have forsaken all

Including Hear own rod.

Hear guess understands it was part of the plan

But at sanity’s own cost.

And always thought hear could master owns self control.

Why is hear major weakness sexual.

Perhaps due to Love felt

And trying to find meaning in

voids among noise.

For hear cannot think.

Hear feels like a fraud.

The lamb sent to slaughter.

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To feel the shame of all nations…

Necessary to understand and share healing message that is universal.

For to fix a woe is first to understand a woe.

And… Hear guesses the only way to understand

is to experience.

For experience only lay in details understood.

Dare it be called wisdom.

So that all may feel free to rejoice.

Maybe all just needed something to believe in.

Something new.

Something Strange.

Something to change the outlook of such stale days.

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A new sound,

In a new Town.

To ring around the world.

At who’s expense?

Could it truly be that a sentience of thought could be imposed on another?

Even though no contact there was?

Could a collective mind be so powerful?

If so,

How dangerous then a world where everyone’s thoughts are virtual.

And made to conform [to] community guidelines.

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Force a write to pass the time

to try and think another rhyme.

Always seems is too much noise,

Forced to keep a regent poise.

Too many eyes and ears and stares.

So much shame and tasted tears.

Could it really truly be

Here was the best this timeth see?

Take the noise and process thoughts,

Force hear ind to worry not.

An act much easier said than done.

Delusions of one noble son.

Yes, hear thinks is truly dumb.

No position comfort finds

a sutra to relax the mind.

How in the day could any king

Bare to hear his subjects sing?

Afraid of every lioness.

Afraid to ever be undressed.

Everyone is watching see…

Make a foul stench of thee.

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This shame cannot conceal inside.

This mind afraid of Love & Pride.

When will hear find quite the gall

to ever know this shames true form?

But back to voiced conspiracies

“Let’s pick his brain and wait and see.

Then comfort him neath own his robes

to long a bet and steal the throne”

I swear these thoughts are not my own.

What greater threat than ones own mind.

To understand is worse contrived.

And to onlookers passerby:

Please Leave Hear Mind Alone.

How many words can hear combine

to make a statement truly shine?

Or BS here another rhyme

these thoughts be damned to think.

All cause someone wanted more to make a grosser stink.

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Find beauty in all bodies formed

while finding hears mind complex core,

but only on a business day

for all know what is too much play.

Now all tones sound patronizing

all because hear went out finding

HARK! Was chasing but a sound.

Who knew was ‘neath a hidden crown.

Tell hear not of what was asked.

Give hear not more pointless task.

Save hear from such wasted time,

for time itself was turned to crime.

A heckler in a jesters court

Finds no comfort, no consort.

Pray for such a noble soul

For such plays still important role.

As does all in mighty kingdom.

All subjects dance in mighty rhythm.

Hear wonders if will learn the dance

That saw and joined as if by chance.

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When the world screams oracle,

felt the blackness of hear soul

one that truly lost all hope

only found near twisted rope.

How is one to truly cope?

Why does everyone else get

[redacted]

And then here always torment mind

Of sexual nature’s test of time?

Because noone would talk on thoughts of mine.

Only selfish vanity!

By apps that promised nothing more

Than lusts elusive seductive bore.

All for fucking social scores.

God how feelings become a chore.

No wonder no one cares anymore.

Might as well take pride in being a [redacted].

Damn the seven deadlies.

That have become reality.

How can we overcome?

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How is one supposed to find

Beauty under every mine?

Explosive thoughts to wear on face

Instead just spray hear mind with mace.

For hear cannot bear to see

the beauty under every tree

fore once before had done such that

to be a strike ‘gainst cosmic bat.

It hurt(s) more than you know.

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How long hath played? Is always asked.

An answer found is never fast.

For inspiration for this verse come only after practiced first.

And drawn out sound is always scared

when realized it’s sound aint feared.

Fatigued is so from shaken boots

of others poised against these roots.

Come see and shake and bump and talk

on all the beats of which were mocked.

Find something quaint within the round

That never even made a sound.

And once confronted HARK deny

of magics come and go aside

Not Knowing what was even done

For all just think it’s silly fun.

It’s time the foolishness is done.

This aura stalked I nothing new

Hear can’t believe thy stalked too.

Why the colors follow here?

What is it thy truly fear?

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Could it be a mouth here mute?

Or reputation covered soot?

Why when peace present it’s face

covered by petty thy race?

Even if was blended in

quiet comfort thus begins

a fair and just and cordial dance.

It be not hard. Try not lose stance.

For now this bendy hereth scribe

A wish of fun and peaceful time

Not even close demand perfection

Just a proper sound attention.

For now each word means petty affliction.

But why?

BECAUSE

But WHY! Cast a fly without a prefix?!

Without a prefix…

Please.

Prefix, but caution to fix.

Do not fix.

Please prefix. Yeesh Street.

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A sword forged by graphite’s flake.

Pray thee not hear soul to take.

But find within a silent sound

of thine own beauty’s accords crown.

Publish not woe on such face

No matter how much thoughts disgrace.

Find true love and wonder not

What true love lay within.

Some pretty girl in California

talked of the coolest spaceship known to man.

Credit goes to Artivism [Hark Nikki]

From the lips of loving hands.

Such gladness in acquaintance introduced.

But what point does writing find

On blunt synthetic graphite tip

Each conversation overheard

cause make delusions. Get a grip.

Find meaning in an oracle

in others personal live contrived.

How could possibly relate

another’s words to hear’s own mind.

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So selfish is relating such an oracle to hear,

for then a boundary broke by some strange psychobabble fear.

Never again to know the meaning of hearsay to the ear.

When everything means meaning curb thine judgment of these tears.

For nothing is to fear except itself fear’s shadows glare.

And chase that shadow only when it threatens life’s appear.

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And here it is:

It’s that beauty intimidates me.

And not just any particular beauty.

It is all beauty.

And I know more about being in the presence of anti-beauty.

That’s why I have spent so much time I suppose trying to study it through my works, I have come to fear the thing I love the most.

And that is beauty.

And, while I try to create it to study it some more, it remains nice[r] to wonder….

Beauty… That is.

Too much all in one place….. You know?

A siren spirit said…. What’s the point of being a superhero if you can’t be super? [See Attached]