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I have to get my mind around
a thing that isnít there
to figure it out
and write it down

It can no longer pretend to be not there
it is something
pretending to be nothing
an insolent and disrespectful feign

Faith not proof
fiction and truth
messy preambles
time made edifices

It silently denies its existence
while still Minhirs cite
standing as a mystery

Such proximity
begs examination
I, virgate - it, a shade

But it has no depth
there is no width
there is no height
it takes up no space

Yet it torments me
unruly whiffle
a willy-nilly construct
challenging me to give it form

On me the raison díetre

ken lehnig(c)2011

Why is doing what you love the hardest thing to do? Is it because failing what you thought defined you would be too devastating a thing from which to recover? If so, we stay where mere accident has left us.

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The following comments are for "Spiritus"
by jonpenny

Man what was I on when I wrote this. I guess I have been dumbed down in the last few years. But that invisible thing is still out there training us with cell phones, sound bites, and self delusion. Sigh!

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: October 16, 2015 )

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