Sunday, July 15, 2007 - Poseidon
A deep, sinking feeling
You begin to wonder.
The unfathomable seems hard to resist at times,
The unmistakable feeling, you ponder for a second, a minute, an hour, for eternity
Walking through many loopholes
You see the impossibilities of life
Through many potholes you've passed,
Never once did you realise that each hole has a story!
A subject matter yet to be found, to be seen
The unseen seems blurry, yet mystic
One could only wonder the many possiblities that could happen,
I did (subconsciously), have you?
Monday, July 16, 2007 - Oxymoron
What is the unknown, the unseen?
We are always caught in a swirling whirpool.
We are constantly caught in a conspiracy.
We've always been under the pretence,
I say," Who will watch the watchdog?"
Such contradiction...
"So foul and fair a day I have not seen", William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act 1, Scene iii
The problem is that reason, as we've come to know it, doesn't run the universe.
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