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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=432568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Visitor Amongst The Unconscious</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe I am a bit more cynical.<br>With the same craving...<br>To taste forbidden truth.<br>On some days, <br>Yes...<br>That is exactly what it is I do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I admit my insights, <br>Can be rather biting.<br>But I am not on a mission, <br>To identify pretentions.<br>There is nothing mysterious, <br>About them to be pursued.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are all over the place! <br>Like...<br>Denial.<br>Decadence.<br>Thoughtle ssness and disrespect.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Hey buddy? <br>Yeah you.<br>Watch your step! <br>There is a child in diapers, <br>Following you.<br>Don't you hear him calling you 'daddy' too? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I marvel at the way, <br>Folks skip with a leap over reality.<br>To embrace with a welcoming, <br>Any sign of deceit that is greeted warmly.<br>With an ignoring of those hungry and homeless, <br>Surrounding them on the streets.<br>As if this pasttime entertains, <br>To become remembered as a bitterness...<br>Eventually endeared as sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And pretend, <br>Most do...<br>As if this is part of the scenery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I admit my insights, <br>Can be rather biting.<br>But I am not on a mission, <br>To identify pretentions.<br>There is nothing mysterious, <br>About them to be pursued.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are as common as pigeons.<br>Or garbage on the streets...<br>People accept as signs of affection! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe I am a bit more cynical.<br>With the same craving...<br>To taste forbidden truth.<br>On some days, <br>That is exactly what it is I do.<br>And feeling very much...<br>A visitor amongst the unconscious.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</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=432568" data-title="A Visitor Amongst The Unconscious de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="Maybe I am a bit more cynical. With the same craving... To taste forbidden truth. On some days, Yes... That is exactly what it is I do. I admit my insights, Can be rather biting. But I am not on a mission, To identify pretentions. There is not..."></div> </div> </div>
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