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Timeless truth survives collective madness
Refined good taste abandons consumption
Stripping away the needless layers of greed
Leaving behind vain glories of excess
To reveal graceful details once overlooked


When time takes over the game
Ideas created for the sake of image
Postures assumed for looks
Turn out to be useless
In the face of tumultuous change


Serfs of the internet accept crumbs
From the techno oligarchs who dispense them
Contributing to the grand simulation
Being maintained at our expense
Full awareness of the price being paid
Might bring a radical change of mind


Cascade of words form new visions
Silent revolution in consciousness
The most important aspect of this change
Is the fundamental start from scratch
This is a zero point
There is no return to the old level


Cover crop to bring nutrients to the soul
Restorative break in consumption
Leaving the realm of contrarian bluster
Farming out the work to those who qualify
As pundits with proud announcements
I have retired from the worthless bantering

The hand that is drawn is only the whisper of what will be
Each play has a meaning, although this is never obvious
While the game proceeds to the end of the deck we discover
That some of the cards we have discarded were essential
To our self confidence and poise
It is too late to reverse, and too early to fold
The sounds are all drowned, muffled by roaring thunder
As the speakers and the spoken words flow like a torrent
Swirling around rapids, churning up silt that washed down
When the mountains were flooded with bitterness and fear
These times are all uncertain and these places in danger
We watch the currents of resentment carve pathways
Through the river beds of stone where gold was once found
The boat rocked and rolled on stormy seas through the night
Ominous clouds blew across dawn’s glowing horizon to signal
That stronger, harder rains were quickly heading our way
Waves crashed over the deck, sending sailors overboard
We were in the middle of the ocean, in the eye of the storm
There was very little chance that any of us would survive
We boarded the ricketty lifeboats in an attempt to save our lives
Eclipse lore that appears in cultures around the world has a common theme; it’s always disruption of the established order. What that disruption is likely to be depends of beliefs held by people in the various cultures. Many eclipse stories explain eclipses as times when the Sun is devoured by something evil—demons, dragons, wolves, or […]
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Pausing for a moment to take a look at the past
I know those haunting mistakes will not be my last
No matter how long this takes it will be too fast
I see the future on the horizon shimmering and vast