Arises in the classic age, the Beethoven;
So, poked are the nerves now and then.
Watching which with vigor
The blood boils unconditionally,
While wears out the weakened mask
Of the coiled soul – and it,
The soul, stretches towards infinity!
The disturbed mind is now stirred,
Knows not any conventions,
For it has sunk in art;
The mystic ocean; the evolved eternity!
Relieves itself, the self, towards a world
That has lost all the gathering people,
While stamping out tainted beleifs
Attaining, with innocence, sanity!
Mere Words Although!
"Knowledge, like air, is vital to life. Like air, no one should be denied it."
- Alan Moore, V for Vendetta
* When majority lack a common sense it becomes a philosophy
* When you become responsible, you lose your brilliance and charm!
* "A few claim God says, women must lower their gaze, cover with veils, & reveal only to their husbands"... Well, I'm happy to be an atheist
*In a sense, aging is hypothetical.
*Poets are always lovers and lovers can't evade poetry!
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