we make our purpose since we can createa massive universe within each mindstill in the end we each face the same fatetime ticks at the same space to the same dateso we must turn and face the same hard grindwe make our purpose since we can createpauper and prince alike have the same statemoving in haste towards an equal bindstill in the end we each face the same fatea signal comes to those who love and hateinforming us of just what we shall findwe make our purpose since we can createworlds in an instant bearing the full freightof love and instinct wholly deaf and blindstill in the end we each face the same fateuttered in language that we must translateto fill the ears of all of humankindwe make our purpose since we can createstill in the end we each face the same fate
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
04 November 2008
en passant
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