LaberintoPassionth
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- Jan 9, 2010
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I fall to all; a demotion of a diminutive countenance with incandescent materialism, from the apex of commendable idealism -- debasing me, a singular entity, for many. The eloquence of snow is that it melts, comparable to our minds, indefinitely vacillating along the process of metamorphosis to homogenize with the judging shapeshifters at a parallel impetus.
Can you not avoid this acquiescence of ignorance, a wonderful consonance that entices our intellect? You choose to adhere to this fool's play, but I dissent such, obstructing lies with a tenacious idealism -- one that triumphs in contention with all nonsense.
You monopolize an ambrosial belief, yet I, accommodating but one absolute image, yield truth -- a dictator of this reality which deceives all; empowering me to successfully assume the position of Overseer, disciplining all I perceive with a sovereignty I enforce.
Consistency itself is a truth, and I wear identical clothes daily to be existent -- enduring as a static feature of a desultory edifice. My structure is there -- predictable to those who see with clarity; bringing me to subsist as an archetype of humanity's sublimity: a stance of Veracity.
I observe, true to all beauty, and approved naturally to impute wisdom to those that listen. My influence -- opposed to declarative actions -- lead all who pursue me; each concurring from their acceptance of me as Truth. Truth is there, and I am to be there for their welcome.
Can you not avoid this acquiescence of ignorance, a wonderful consonance that entices our intellect? You choose to adhere to this fool's play, but I dissent such, obstructing lies with a tenacious idealism -- one that triumphs in contention with all nonsense.
You monopolize an ambrosial belief, yet I, accommodating but one absolute image, yield truth -- a dictator of this reality which deceives all; empowering me to successfully assume the position of Overseer, disciplining all I perceive with a sovereignty I enforce.
Consistency itself is a truth, and I wear identical clothes daily to be existent -- enduring as a static feature of a desultory edifice. My structure is there -- predictable to those who see with clarity; bringing me to subsist as an archetype of humanity's sublimity: a stance of Veracity.
I observe, true to all beauty, and approved naturally to impute wisdom to those that listen. My influence -- opposed to declarative actions -- lead all who pursue me; each concurring from their acceptance of me as Truth. Truth is there, and I am to be there for their welcome.