Inspired by Lacuna Coil's (Your) Heaven's a Lie
Trauma, recoil, understanding, response and release,
release to move on, clear again, one more time.
A pattern recognized of old, nothing new,
not under this star on this planet,
this dark planet in the dank backwoods
of a galaxy where some want to paddle faster when…
…when they hear a banjo playing on the river.
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The river, a place of utter solace there, not here.
Clear again to remember my release there,
release to continue my work helping seekers,
the few seekers I've found here, hungry for truth,
nothing but truth they've never heard before,
again and again, here on this backwater planet,
in the backwoods of an incredible galaxy.
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And, as Lacuna Coil plays in the background,
with you fading into dim of dark, I drive even deeper…
…for ever deeper truth unto final clarity of madness unplumbed...
--RK, 10:08pm, 11/11/2013
Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Monday, November 11, 2013
Clear again

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