A being of compassion,
not only expressing the sameness,
we are alike,
every nanosecond implies that we should combine our differences to create something greater.
Kind has no boundries or wishes,
it stands lonely,
connected to everything else in the universe,
Kind has no sense of you and I.
Kind is enlightened.
Kind is the only thing anyone needs to know.
We are one.
You and I and this and that, and all of the others,
are products of our imaginations.
Tools we once thought that were needed.
Vestigal limbs of the dead.
Grow up please. Just try. I will too.
Let's get this process going soon.
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If I must be one of a kind ...
the I would prefer to be of the kind kind.
You know, Wayne, what I truly like about your poetry, is the honesty of your thoughts -- and the passion you have to enlighten those blinded by self-serving agendas.
I come here to stare with you beyond all pre or post, into the Real World.
Love
Myra
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I look at the rules of modern survival and cringe. I think we all know how things could and should be, but tend to fall into line anyhow eventually. I'm part of the whole process, prostituting out my creative and intellectual energy, and aging myself prematurely for the almighty dollar. It seems the whole world is one big plutocracy.
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