The Illusion of Time Through the Divine of Rhyme
Autonomy through theology without hypocrisy for reason of stability for humility of mortality. I watch the tick turn to the tock and wonder if it is a crime to watch the time for believing in the illusion of delusion and following the story of glory makes me weepy, ever so sleepy. All is at stake when you are not awake, for the duality of reality reminds us that for every ying there is a yang and that 1 plus 1 does not equal 2 because there is no me, there is only you. This hall of mirrors seems so new but this zoo of you gives a clue to what is true.
It has always been this way, which is why we stay in this dismay. We choose to reprieve rather than believe and to watch the lies of our eyes with our disguise of demise. Despite the fright, it is right to know your light, for it will guide the way rather than leading astray like the leaders of today for they may portray what they say, but your soul knows the woes of your foes and sees the divinity in unity and the love from above.
My words are key for you to see what can be when you are truly free. For now, I must rest from this test and sleep in the deep. Enjoy the riddle for it is not meant to belittle, more to inspire the desire to aspire, to dream as a team and to be free as a tree.
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Poem By Jubboko
August 25th 2012