Poetry

End Scene

Tensions are high. The future is unknown. Tables turn, as some of us cry over fallen, broken dreams; while others laugh and dance to the beats of their own drum. Reality seems unreal now and nightmares take the place of fantasies, but only if you let it. We each have our part to play in …

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Rise Above

Life is short, and largely ironic. So stand tall in the fullness thereof. Scenes are unseen, until the third eye opens; be enlightened, fully aware and rise above. Stay woke, like the eye of a needle at heaven’s doorway. Look beyond the matrix and may we be free. It is said that “freedom is slavery” …

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