<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424823" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Channels</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHANNELS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each second spins, dissolves, fresh mesh to weave<br>flesh minutes in strange sequence, interlace<br>the hours which daily years refresh to race<br>ganesh unknown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each thought wave ripples outwards to conceive<br>a cause/effect relationship few trace<br>and fewer find the time to interface<br>with the unsown.<br> <br>Yet all makes sense where channels to receive<br>decode what static seems to those who’d lace<br>the edges of their cells of time and place<br>together thrown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while Time itself, intending to deceive, <br>here tosses coin, replaces tail with face, <br>there spin repeats, initial choice erase<br>with cards unshown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What some receive as Gospel, strong believe, <br>others hold as heresy, disgrace.<br>Black, white, day, night, lack insight to replace<br>with hid what’s shown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On ignorance credes feed when doubters cleave<br>to certitudes where, insecure, they chase<br>from fount to font minds blind or lower case, <br>can’t call their own</div><div style="margin:10px 0">an attitude where tolerance would leave<br>for others understanding, living space<br>to foster common interest with good grace, <br>not pick a bone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thread true to pattern, facettes fractal reeve<br>retinal after-image to encase<br>the here and now in setting far from base –<br>hear, how’s, tune-tone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each thought wave push me-pull you t(r) ies to heave <br>sigh of relief, - burst bottlenecks Change brace<br>for interlink to ink invent, deplace<br>accent ‘chance’ blown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life Lakshmi surfs on foam of make-believe, <br>leaves fall, leave echo (c) old, untold, embrace <br>the stirrings of another zeitgeist’s pace …<br>as challenge prone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Second thoughts conjur hell or saving grace, <br>momentum gathered rushes on a-pace, <br>continuous, relentless, rolling race<br>to the unknown…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Outline sketched 12 October 2005 rewritten 14 November 2006</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>robi03_1328_robi03_0000 XXX_CZX</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424823" data-title="Channels de Jonathan Robin" data-description="CHANNELS Each second spins, dissolves, fresh mesh to weave flesh minutes in strange sequence, interlace the hours which daily years refresh to race ganesh unknown. Each thought wave ripples outwards to conceive a cause/effect relationship few t..."></div> </div> </div>

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