Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Free and Accepted

hitting a hard heap of the harshest hail, hording the harsh heat as a hero sails. Setting the mass symbols of sense and life, setting the globe free of a senseless life. The nobility of the craft crafted crafty craftsmen, and world was awed by the stones they shaped. A compass and square sitting beside an anchored arc, finding bearings to lands of new as the non-persecuted few.

Dedicated to dead doctrines; the dire doodles of dreaming decedents, drenched in the dictates of a declassified dichotomy. Listening to the lifeless lingua of a pointless life lesson propagated by the opinions of an over opinionated motivational speaker. The incarceration of mason is an indictment of the court of public opinion. As the opinions of the public have long been plastered with a price, the principles of propriety appear to back my plea. Since the sights and sounds of singing souls sit beyond what i can see, it is only fair and just that mason should be free.

Caught in the mix of a minor mix up mistaken for a certain missing Marshan. The mirage in the mind of a mixed-race nationalist was apparently not so apparent. Thus the inconsistency that authorizes the hatred of half an individual is now consistent with mainstream society. I have sinned against society and blasphemed against the bizarre, hated but still free and accepted