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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365265" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Come Together</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As mystery ferments within the womb of Our Mother<br>We anticipate the rebirth of appreciation.<br>Meditate within your shell, <br>Build your heaven from the remnants of a hollow hell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ramble little lamb, forever onwards towards the horizon, <br>As clouds above form as child flown chariots, raining down<br>Strikes on inspiration. Forget regret.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Muse she stirs my heart a blur, <br>As spiral constructs obstruct the glare<br>Of Apollo in his pride</div><div style="margin:10px 0">High above, oh yellow yoke<br>The higher he’s a getting<br>The sooner will his race be run<br>The nearer he’ll be to setting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Towers cooling bellow smoke into the purity of the skyline.<br>Tainting yellow, a sickly shade the skin of those fools<br>Who would dig a hole with the palms of their hands, <br>If only to find a spade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The void beckons beyond the flick of a switch, <br>In absence of substance the soul feeds upon itself.<br>Catering for carelessness, placing consideration upon the shelf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sing Bard Sing<br>Oh what a Love it is you bring.<br>Satisfy my soul in grooving the<br>Story untold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>An ode to un-named Gods un-tamed.<br>Never to be seen by waking wise.<br>Roaming through the wilderness<br>Crimson fury in their eyes.<br>Recognition fuels their strength<br>They seek a guardian tribe.<br>They seek their recognition so they may<br>Dwell secure within a swelling pride.<br>Still they retain a power that surpasses<br>All but the Fates who rule as the hand unseen.<br>Waking eyes seek no surprises.<br>They expect the sun in the sky by day.<br>Seek the midnight source unseen.<br>Let it guide your way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In the duration of our souls existence eternal it lay as an internal necessity<br>Within the process of harmonious balance that one day we each will meet<br>Its half to make them whole. Opportunities wasted may one day be placed<br>Again before your soul. As wine ready to be tasted. Don’t spit it out. Don’t waste in wanting. Seek not profit as your goal as a prophet, understand your dreams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Destiny lay as a thread defined<br>Within the dreams that form within our minds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Born of ether<br>Calm the child<br>Send him to the valley wild.<br>Within the green, <br>So he may dream<br>Of a picture he can paint.<br>Un-tainted by the perversion of perfection.<br>How are we to prepare if Fate is so willing<br>To tear the fabric routine without reservation.<br>How am I to set my path if the Fates are so<br>Willing to laugh down upon the face of my<br>Reluctance to dance a game of chance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Through reflections we find no affection for the form of the soul<br>That lay before, the questing soul, a filling hole, seeks the doorway<br>Concealed to be revealed through pious sacrifice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Say.<br>Say what you are wanting to say, <br>Play it your way.<br>For you know as well as any<br>That your way is the only way<br>To play the games they’ll want you to play.<br>Have it your way, <br>Say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In an age of lawlessness<br>We find Justice laid out upon the floor, <br>Empty bottle in hand, howling for more.<br>Intoxicated and deranged, <br>She knows no longer the balance of the scales.<br>She knows no longer her failings derailed.<br>As she wades through the filth that swamps our streets, <br>As we grimace in paranoia in confrontation with the<br>People we meet, How it saddens my heart to see this town, <br>This world of ours tearing itself apart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slip inside the looking glass<br>Within a process of meditation<br>As a shaman lead the trance in frenzy<br>Whilst dancing to the beat of rhythmic intoxications.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Excess skin hands loose from the bones of her construct.<br>Ripples encircle her nipples as she moves, <br>As the fabric constraint maintains the firm of her bosom.<br>Fishnet stockings dissect the flesh revealed.<br>As eyes furious in their monitor<br>Collide upon her frontier.<br>Imagination fuels desire as burning in and out of fashion<br>The hidden torch pf passion lay ready to feel the crashing of the tides.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only the blind may face Apollo without fear of obscure visions.<br>Only the man who wishes to keep in tact the illusion of sanity<br>Would wish to wipe away the tears. Be not scared to embrace the<br>Vision that greets you as you glance to grasp for just one moment<br>The form of Apollo’s glory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lacey">David Lacey</a><div class=q>
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Meditate within your shell, 
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