Life as I know it in the reality of my mind

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    Life as I know it in the reality of my mind




    in life struggles we play a part
    entwined in each mind we can not depart
    for each in there unique way
    bring new beginnings each day
    each has a theory or two
    the age old question we all have is not new
    where does thought come from and from who
    there are answers here and there
    but i have learned to beware
    in this level of thinking i feel
    better prepare yourself to kneel
    for in this world of ours there are many taos
    level of knowledge of the word
    some levels mentally disturb
    the word will grow with each generation
    upon there minds in lives entwine the world as i see is different mind
    levels of interpretation they all as i live each their own level and sometimes that old devil
    twist them up turns them lose but them it's them and us that loose
    the world has so much to offer
    but there are to many that scoff
    money makes humans go round an round
    consider a world that hirelings are not found
    another border they have found
    what is this i wonder i almost see clear around
    but muddle is found, it is true what the lord said
    animals do not need money and they strive but not the kind of striving we as humans know
    there is a way if you go
    to a click in the mind of things that brings work easily around
    the butcher that never has to sharpen his knife
    but cutting swiftly and cleanly all through life
    it is how you form your thoughts and beliefs that brings about to this mystery
    no thought yet thought s is a place where things come together and work for the better
    where the work gets done and is on the run
    makes you know what good clean fun work can be.............

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    bforibus commented on Life as I know it in the reality of my mind

    12-28-2008

    It fast, its abrupt, its harsh, its confused. yea that sounds like a psychological disorder, but see I'm not suppose to know that nor try to manipulate that. that's the abuse of knowledge. i love this poem. i love chaos :)

    bjroach55

    08/29/2009

    it is called schizophrenia but i work to cultivate my mind.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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