Author Topic: The First and Last: A Poem. That was Not the Title OF ... Sorry, of ... Said Poem. Edge of Genius / Insanity, is though.  (Read 230 times)

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                                      It's so Beautiful, it Hurts.
                                      Life is Suffering.
Death is Prior, not After.
                                      In-Peace, and Rest. We are Siblings and Same in The Spirit called Meaning.

                     Flip the Coin.
           Twice or Twice.
 
     Once, no, Less.



Void, yes, Most.

   Empty Your Mind / Fill My Self

   Haha, oh Me / Mine. I'm / You're Sorry / Excused, it's just so much Fun / Terrifying, or None at All.

   All the Yin / Yang
   Yours, Truth / Truth-Eesh

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I was never at your door, but had I were,
  I would have left this at your porch,
    I share it freely with you, friend,
       I know it serves a purpose,
          I ... What is this form?
            It just forces itself,
              In peace, sure,
                 I accept It,
                   It, Is, I.
                      Bye.
                        :)

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Jed McKenna

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Beutiful, thank you for sharing.

Love ya, Jed

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I call this one, How to Not Brag
« Reply #3 on: July 06, 2022, 08:38:08 am »
I'm an enigma,
  beyond reason.

Incomprehensible.

The human mind,
  too young.

My genius will be known,
    in a thousand years.

Truth be told;
  No it won't.