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[GodSon]

As i close conduct in deep meditation with these forces

what i see become false....
i see spirits of saints and and souls of priests
i see deep black holes in "vultured" bodies
i see the chemistry of life and death in its purest form
its like day and night but do they really exist?

deaf but i listen....
i listen to a choir of dead whispers
i hear the devil war with Him for the "bread of children"
i hear ancestors and their ancestor's ancestors commune at dawn
sound of light in an empty space

what i feel is from another feelin....
i feel the waters in a dry sea
i drawn in the tears of a smiling widow
"i fall down to a hill top and climb up a valley's bottom"
i feel the touch of a leper as if a baby

As i taste words that are bitter/true
"i taste voices that i see feels good"
i taste the blood of God's sons
i taste the words written in their blood and in their sweat
my tongue cry at the sight of a friend but admires a stranger

breathless nostrils gives me life
i smell the under world from the winds of the night
smell proverbs that console my food
i smell thunders and beats of oxygen molecules
"i smell the beauty of good music"

but, where is the reality?....what is?....what aint?
nothin exist separately, dey are all here and now

i Belief all is real and true....
i Belief in what i think not wot i know
i Belief therez never a death but all is old and nothin new
i Belief in the circle of existence, a timeless cloud of living

My reality is your belief , your breath is my poem, my life is eternal.

[Couzifer]

wow!...now this is some piece of poetry...full of contrast which makes it really a nice read for me coz I love thinkin on that same dimension u' was thinking wen writing this piece.

GodSon said:

i Belief all is real and true....
i Belief in what i think not wot i know
i Belief therez never a death but all is old and nothin new
i Belief in the circle of existence, a timeless cloud of living

My reality is your belief , your breath is my poem, my life is eternal.

Damn!!!...thats an hell of an ending, well thought and on point!!!

I would like to read some more from u.

[GodSon]

thanks Couzifer!...will keep puttin my work on here

[brooks]

your poem is amazing... its causing me to think... i am loving this... every word, stanza, line,...
especially the contradictions! nice write sire...
but... is my belief ur reality? i believe that thought is real.. physical is the illusion.
where is the reality in that?

[GodSon]

think about it brooks, if the phisycal(which we know to be real) is just illusions and a dream(which we know to be false) are real....dis poem thinks there should be a vise versa relation. Well, i do too and if there is den wot is real and wot ain? what is real becomes what we say is...thats where all the contradictions in the poem comes in, and what triggers this is our belief(the sixth sense of livin)