For the Time Being by Brian K. Trepanier Things life believes it is not meant to know Are the things, by far, most important to show... Life is a locked safe sealed in a wall A pretty picture hiding a secret from all Dig deep enough and it is easy to find The right combination from previous minds When all of the secrets are finally revealed And everything is less than miraculously healed New feelings will rise, to which there's no name From this moment on, life is never the same Evolution of life means change in a moment Whether or not life is ready for it Life follows a path of simple direction No more and no less than total perfection As clear as the fear that makes life survive When perfection is here, life won't know it arrived One truth will remain when life draws its last breath Life will know it is dying, but won't know its own death Time grows around life, heavy and thick Melting away the wax from the wick All that is left is the thought of what was (No memory of the words that brought the applause) Time's end is behind and life heads for its start Running red with all fury, desperation and heart Cultivators of layers that build up the sphere More than not what is asked is the why of the here Without reason or purpose, time is a fraud A deceit upon life, all of life's God With no past and no future, and this gift Heaven sent It is now to realize there is no time but the present Time's grip is a mist not dispersed by the wind (Try to wipe it away, it only grabs hold again) A moment from now is a moment now lost No chance of remission, admission at cost Walk away from the past, (though that's where truth lay) Stand in line until there is no time left to pay This is time's fate: Life lives and life dies But as sure as time is is as sure as time lies Know what time is and time has no control Time is a spirit, void of a soul http://victorian.fortunecity.com/daddio/227
Reason for writing:
mild insanity
Birth sign: Aries
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