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Coffin, Bed, Whatever

    Coffin, Bed, Whatever He used to have a black nacrotic ____ But now, because of you, it swells again. It pulses and is desperate to _____ Out words and symphonies so full of pain That laughter is the only option.  ____ Is there if you desire it in your throat. If...

The Feeling of Time and Its Invariable Companion

The Feeling of Time and Its Invariable Companion Où sont les neiges d’antan? ~ François Villon Of all our spiritual possessions this One measures deepest, far:  “the pathos of Distance,” says Nietzsche.  It is that abyss Between the past and now, and how the...

Diversity Does Not Equal Ontological Division

Diversity Does Not Equal Ontological Division Since all are different, they are all the same. If there were some exceptions to this rule, Just two would do, then these two sames would shame The thoughts of Monism.  This ridicule By sameness would destroy the doctrine,...

Gardener, Heal Thyself for the Sake of Devout Worship

Gardener, Heal Thyself for the Sake of Devout Worship Recovering from fever, he looks through His window.  Roses bloom in glory there But they are powerless to cure.  The view Should help at least, perhaps more than a prayer By priests to pagan goddesses of earth. Yet...