Posted in Thinking for Oneself, Unquantified fragments of numbers, Yours Truly

So Many Trifles and Too Much Time

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Tower to endless tower,

dust per miss the light.

So Many Trifles and too much time…

we toil, we ravage

this the forage to arrive.

 

Arise.

 

The badge of high.

The lofts of significance,

’tis but an inessential plot to land

some pinnacle position.

But devices of desire,

naught are the wonders to belief.

Heed thyself amongst the autogenous plight.

 

Forget not…

the point is plunge.

 

 

Ewe,

a machine of desire

many are the trifles, barren time.

 

 

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Author:

"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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