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Pastimes : Calling all SI Poets -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: jpmac who wrote (1790)	6/18/1999 6:29:00 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

Yes. I am a Pelagiusic Sunflower-(strictly geo-ecobotanic variety-HelianthU.S.) rooted [ah...stayed too long in one place and cannot fly (free will)] in the salutation of illusion- the Sir.real worlds created (Sirach?,not really) in a mirror and a dime. Darkness is only a perception to those that cannot see, adjust and delve but only to be blinded in the glaring day- But i too unscrupulously must follow scorched eyes- full wide open for the Sun King rises crosses sets in motion the veil of time. (I am ,of course, a sunfollower) older? wiser? blindly burning brighter? The Moon Queen laughs and sighs, the tides roll to her rhythm and consoles the worshipper bathed in radiance mesmerizing restored the vision.... deflecting the unmerciful brightness of good and wrath to an exiguous degree and in dreams whispering secrets comprehendible: wear shades next time.ok. and look to me in dire need for that is all you canreallyhandle. and remember there is no evil that is only a controlling diabolical anthropomorphic notion: [-OH! such royal queenly moonly beaming despot erudition] To hurt one hurts all To help ....elevates for we are one to seek God not a word, not a book, not a path try a mirror. see. nothing changes but you and me. Mistaken shaking fears not it is fevers passion [i love that word] and shivering i fear nothing but myself. [I am an _ _(but please read on) _ _ _ The spear of Archytas ricoheted piercing my heart Life's Blood - Love (at least I call it that) pours splatters the ground I am rooted in. I lay wreathing lapping the soaken soil to put it back. Back where it belongs. It doesn't taste the same It doesn't feel the same I mouth and spit the same I find something.I spit them out bleeding once more. Shards of mirror and a coin. A dime. I thumb it and flip it. My fate uncertain in its arc. [Fate in a deterministic world. HA! Blind Destiny. I am an oxymoron.- yes, but please read on.] Heads. YES!..fist punching the sky...HA! [I would of continued flipping it til it was. Fate. No- what I must do to finish this....] for the answer is on that side to set me free: In God We Trust. Yes.You see. Nothing changes but you and me. I get up and ponder,pocket that prize then I awake and realize: I reach for the remote and change the channel- Boy that metaphysical station is really too much. and no commercials to enrich our lives as such. There. The Wheel of Fortune. Much better. I pull out the dime and look and throw it back onto the shattered glass reflecting time ageless past and nothing changes. I pick up a book and start to read, Maybe Hugh Everett had the right conclusion: Maybe the multiform wavelike world of quantum mechanics is the real world, and everything else is mere opinion and illusion. Just plain maddening confusion. Yes. I will have to agree. Am I sure You saw it different.