What is more than?
What is worth more than love?
Honesty holds a candle in the sunshine,
For truth is apparent in the eyes.
Bearing the cloak of mortal disguise,
Souls mingle in parties
Unified through integrity
Godel spinning geometrically
Turning in his grave
Whilst poets speak of truth
What is a couple, Other
Than an illustrious deuce?
Must the sovereign paint word-o-grams
And other senseless (though sensible)
Objects
To secure meaning
When humans are given the tools necessary
To mine the most precious of light-reflecting objects of all:
Not gems, but brains?
Should that last stanza have ended with a question mark?
What is the proper function of the past-tense?
Did not the Hopi see time as eternal and therefore not subject to the overscrupulus project of counting?
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Written September 12th, 2005
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shiiitttt. Real beautiful, real nice write. You write of love not in an annoying, common, way but with creativity. very unique. I love this..
Honesty holds a candle in the sunshine,
For truth is apparent in the eyes.
AMAZING! Keep on writing!
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Wow, 'Kjelson', you offer question where contentment once lived. I'm not sure I'll see a couple walk the street the same again. Thank you.
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not often can someone take math (or some deviation thereof) and turn it into art, but you have accomplished that indeed. many questions left unanswered also, which forces the reader into deeper thoughts about the write. well done.
B
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