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LISTLESSNESS
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Life springs forth... from the mysterious
well-spring of the stellar-imagination.
When does this writing fabrication become delusion?
Many Pragmatic-folk making me doubt?
My Dreams, the first steps towards the realisation
of the mirage... is nearly here,
the calm between the storms.
THE solution seems to be rather harsh
and anti-social.
Should I take action... or wait until
the whole thing blows up like an Atom-Bomb?
Should I allowing myself to be goaded
and antagonised?
Or should I... do the natural-thing and say
something about Human-Exploitation.
Too much salt and your meal is unpalatable.
In much the same way, too much
of one-thing can turn sugar
into brine and tranquil-states into distaste.
Greater Self-reliance on your behalf
will make the Social-Contract, richer, robust
and more appetising once More.
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