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Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
of melting snow The streets are paved with dead. Sheer determination dooms these falling angels. twelve word poem Lets lie upon those tracks holding empty skies who needs the night? Yawn, Yawn, YAWN |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Not sure what this is about, are you OK? Futility of life thoughts? Sorry, I haven't read in this forum too much lately, but noticed this one had been sitting here for a while, and I was curious about it. |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Ah... it seems like you've hit a wall of existential angst here, the whole "why am I here if all I'm going to do is live and die?" Determination of the snow, the fact that it falls and lies there just that it may melt, is all well and good--- But we also know what happens when snow melts. It does not so simply disappear, but its spirit ascends and collects in the heavens, and these same angels descend forever in new and unique forms. Such is the poetic genius of creation, the eternal process of becoming and terminating, the cycle of changing from one thing each to the other, the poetry of the universe. Nice one, Zu. Brian |
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Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
Thanks for the replies. |
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