Love like the deep flowing beast of the river slow and deeply pulsing in mass, slowly creeping upon you, alas the beautiful flow does not always arrive at once you will to wait and in life he who waits obtains.
Category: Mason Cult Social Justice.
Ahh The Great War
The Great War is nothing great, it is a lure in many disguises, to make one feel patriotic but there are many wars the publicity is well crafted, but nothing is learned from it, except many conversations that filtered from the ether into the ears of grandad. My war was better than yours
and more myths as time passes by. THE best way would be to make men and women less violent.
Bricks
Bricks and societies stratification, but we are not walking free, condensing and colliding. Are we in Cul De Sac of social confusion, where ones farts weave there way into your bathrooms homeostasis, so close, now sardines in a can come to mind. .
Each Man Human
Each man human however history described has the potential power and will of a god, through many environments and degrees of control are burdened upon humans a sense of direction.
To a degree or two but overburdened with rivalaries among the hordes, this is not
at times used wisely as we view or sense the troubled world.
Our spans allow us upon terra, thus most are still not tuned for a higher experience so control versus the inate free will of that within.
Most if not all at different levels of construction and
major or minor levels of time, limiting sensory experience upon terra earth.
A Poem About My Autisim
A Poem About My Autisim
When branches are bare and leaves gone there is no hiding place, when autism has manifested in you. Inside you, it is open season, the difference profound. The teacher once said to the student there is nothing behind his eyes. Stunned the young man builds his mind some bricks then fall down, he builds defence, it falls and fails and stormy years evolve, but like a ship on a stormy sea, I crash through waves, I shall not sink.
Multiple personalities and accents, I meet many failures, Upwards I go. Crumbs of comfort I gain, great insight and powers evolve within. So even if you are struggling like I am, be the athelete, be the racing car, never give in, you will find your key and confidence to open that door of difference and to become the champion of your world within and then the world before you.