by luke via gemma - Inverse Times Friday, Jun 1 2018, 5:22pm
birds of the sea and waters
broaden their wings and allow natures
air currents to carry them for miles
just above the water without the slightest effort,
such is the power of instinct that reads
what man cannot see or sense as he is divorced from his
there are times when it -- confined cultural life --
becomes tedious and painful,
so divorced from the real is culture
that it now tortures those that subscribe to its fictions, lies
its media dribbles this and that, mostly lies and
propaganda, so it becomes necessary to glide
on nature’s many avenues of freedom -- ever available to those
that see, feel and sense
wherefore art thou romeo?
never mind juliette,
i am skipping above the waves in this expansive sea/see
what do you see romeo?
it’s not so much seeing as feeling and allowing sense to guide/glide
to where do you fare romeo?
destinations are a dream, juliette
as i have already arrived from where i departed so long ago
please take me with you romeo
who or what prevents you from flying, juliette?
my family and place here in my abode
indeed juliette, where is your real place,
what is your real home?
what binds you is the known -- the perversity
answer from your heart juliette, spread your wings of your own volition
and you would join me in paradise in an instant
‘To be or not to be’ is not a question, it’s a proposition
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