Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Dribbling Words

Words dribbling down dissolve into nothingness or into a death; dragged by the pursuit of servitude , so electrifying...

I wonder at this elevated precedent, what will fade into insignificance or flower? forced into action, for there is insight into truth

For me,  I have never been addicted to flattery and keep to the adherence of this principle that is, to aspire to life or attempt to believe in life
Than the question of what is blind to demonstrations?  proof of the process or  argument for the proposition: show me how it works

What is the contribution to knowledge? The constrained oblivion we all have in common to humanity? our claim to perpetuity, than ?

I must state that being devoted to ideals have driven me to despair and seems at times to be doomed to a destruction

Life is an empowered act or more that some platitude given in extravagance. I have seen the intolerable truth of society, as invocation...

One can be oblivious to criticism or reason and still be opposed to innovation, that is to pander to prejudice and scorn

So-- I am left to conjecture obedience to conscience; this is my recourse to falsehood and repugnant to what will pass as justice to eternity

My life is a danger of deliberation allied with economy also some degree of exactness to be blinded with tears or teargas than burned with indignation

Compatible with freedom is not a consistent tradition of sorrow--for
Art is sometimes inconsistent with beauty more often kindle with enthusiasm than mingled with curious intoxicated processes

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