Menace

Breathing the peace of the Spirit into my passages, Life takes on solemnity Attacks, they come and go and it’s no longer tolerable, the funny, the arrogant, the shallowness, it turns the knife The shrill gaities, they knock me out and I’m forced out like a menace Pushed and shoved by the dialogue of strangers …

A fallacy self-evident

What a tragedy to be imprisoned to the mental plane alone, in susceptibility to the mind-control tactics of criminals Controlled narratives playing their destined parts in confirming the fallacies from all angels What a tragedy to be pseudo-science married to dogma So, I stand and watch it all, and in my Soul, I do cry, …

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