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You bolt the door

And swallow the key

That’s right, say you can’t believe

There’s no need-when you’re freed-will to be This is art.

Cannot see-can't perceive-cannot be The coming of the end

Wince:

Strain to see-in this void-we're losing it Is the art of man

Wrench these words from my jaws, drain, dehydrate

Because these words are fallible imperfect vessels tossing in a sea of thought

I can’t tell you the truth but I can tell you where it is.

Dilettante

Settle or panic,

Passion blurs your vision

Midst your stride,

Risk it You start to fade

Drop anchors. I can show you where it is.

Drop anchors.

Unrefined, my paradigm

Function, form, and fashion:

I know that what I am saying is raw, but witness the turning wheels of this

global economy, grinding up man into ever smaller pieces. I see blank eyes and

restless drawls responding to the emerging crisis of modern life,

ringing emotions out. Don’t invent inside what is out. Reason knows perfection

as thirst knows water. If you’re thirsty, then believe and satisfy your thirst.

Drink from this cup. Come on bended knee. Don’t let passion brand your battle,

it’ll only wear you out. Drink at the cross of redemption.

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