[china2012]

#3 The Crux

It shall not be despicable to desert a transitory life
Was raising from a stressed and arduous time
Where consolation to thou is inly grief only
From there lack of willingly acquired and thorough knowledge repositories


At the time comes that causes all to relinquish
Shall not be a cause to thy forlorn and despondence
there will be inly excited about to happen
The tremor in welcoming banished servitude and dejectedness
Will make thou a resurrection and a betrayer
To thy very frugal knowledge and wasteful encaged life
Which often with its imprecise and ferocious profusions
Engraved with consternation & commiserated with emptiness


Before then life is a continued silence hoarse
Where sedative existence locked into some tightening knots
Where the city was lived and the food was consumed
Was in fact a binding agreement in Masks or Destiny, whatsoever
Laden with her meagerness and sudden physical pains and tricks
It did not make thy life more like a magical emancipation
It did not make things going on the like importance
It did not help transcend emotional chains stubbornly bonded us with combustion
And that the essential wisdom was in fact some loose opinions


From where, by there a machine was built
where intricated piece of cores spinning her ruffled fate
And high-tech gadgets and all imaginaries of sorts taking place
Tried by every rebellious initiatives upon Midway the journey
Those was found fleeting as piercing drop of light
It did not touch and did not weave a sanctuary for time
But left over bereaved bays, trees and lives of palms
And was known when all flower and lives do close
Will weave the garden for ultimate time repose


#4 The Iconoclast

One reigned supreme regime
Deeds and courageous language Men do use
Is to speak loud without imprecise follies:
When a soul once wakes up to the new influence
Brought to bear upon it is a forward pathway
Opening up for endless improvement
to new dimensions at all directions


By no means it was an accident
Like thou all being pushed come here to learn
to savor a segment of this very eduction:
Effort is inspired by faith, Must live
The image of world is not a swift impetus of torment
Is is a kingdom of pathways to infinite opportunities


Remember sadness makes heart less imaginary
And not to choose the ruined rules with absent remorse
There are many reasons why we shall embrace the learning
Where mighty intellect cyclonic force will be released to happen
A general view of cosmic grandeur and to introduce to minds
There is new life and vast sense field of universal divines
There is individual dire need to create an alternative world
To exceed Them who make us missing opportunities
To set free from the clammy grip of reality seeded way before
There will be no chance to detain or to trip and fall
There will be no need to eulogize or worship Creator as saint any more
For then we all stand alone and free from a judgement seat
There will be a discovery for the Earth and Them to learn
that defeat is as instructive as victory and is not the end of all


#5 The Crossing

When the sweet moment do happen
Thy Spirit will raise from dusty and dark courts and alleys
Travel and speed up in incremental distance at high
A holistic image less fragmented start in forming
At that point you and me will not turn
To watch the dimming Earth left beneath at awful solitude
And the hours will be termed oblivion or more
There will not be memory there once was a Creator
Who tried to levitate all the crippling fear influence
Of helpless watching His crops and belongings sweeping away
In the very true reality, not without sneers & rebuffs
Along with its penalties and responsibilities...
Sweeping and slipping...
They will also be freed


If this skips to happen, once or twice
Soon or later it will be subservient
For if there has no absolutely feverish zest for development
How can anyone hope to live fully an existence?
If the clicking will lead to a reconcile even
We better live our life up to this moment
And pass thou softest tears

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17:03 / Sept. 29, 2008