we riddle out each meaning on the chart
but do not tell you what each signifies
to learn too quickly is not ever wise
you must arrive quite slowly at each art
no brag or boasting at the very start
for on that path nothing but madness lies
and not a one will hearken to your cries
knowing the canker gnawing at your heart
we chase the sun and hope to catch its flight
one moment clear so that we'll surely know
all of the truth no matter what it means
in terms of darkness or the afterlight
and all the places where no one dare go
the secret places of the mad machines
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
14 December 2007
mapreading
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