Monday, November 3, 2014

because I will be gone


standing in the hindsight of a slighted senior citizen equals perspective redefined on a sophisticated level of clarity. I like oat meal; so interestingly boring, so plain and unassuming and yet so absolutely complete.I cant blame the "drunk" priest for making moves on the sister because no one told him that it was just a mocktail. But he created the justification that he desperately sought, to mock the institution that he passionately taught.

So the imbalance is struck between a master and a meek man, a mason and a monster and a bastard with a weak plan. So the bastard takes a weak stand and meek man starts to fissile while the monster takes a seat, somewhat amused by the spectacle. And the grand race is on for people to blend in with the race-less race; a race of people that are racially neutral and only biased against the non-raceless race. But if a movement of racially neutral radicals were radically de-raceing the non-raceless  race, the endeavor in itself will be paradoxically futile as they will only be re-raceing the non-receless race; to be raceless that is.

And the quest continues to establish the values that transcend space and time, while the philosophers stone is mocked and ignored for its failure to turn iron to dimes. But the philosophers stone without the philosopher is nothing more than just a stone, we therefore look to answers and answers to us while we pray on our knees in our homes.

1 comment:

Garos said...

Lol, first stanza is funny.
Is the last stanza saying philosophies without the philosophers (alive) are useless?