Mystery of The Human condition... by Peter Mcbrearty on Monday, August 3, 2009 at 10:43pm
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A condition of total confusion and chaos exists..
where peacocks roam and wander to expose their patent strangeness.
Amidst the glory of timelessness I gaze in awe struck wonder at the movement
of clock hands hewn from crystallized salt.
A one sandled warrior approaches at the gates of dawn,
mirror in hand, gaunt and frozen, ..
the dust is scattered upward by his stumbling feet ......
... A female form of darkness passes in the night's backdrop of dark linen.
Glasses to her head, her eyes flash in sombre wonder.
Her confusion matches the blueprint, the pink horse on her shirt rears up,..
The co-ordinates are set and the symmetry seems to allude to genetic and
star-grammed jigsaw alignment.
In wonder, we wait to see the outcome, which may be beyond our knowledge and control...
... The static charge emits it's lonely sparks as we move back and forth within reactive gravitational distances,
stumbling against ludicrous objects which protrude from invisible sources...
I have fraternized with Angels and Demons alike,
so oft perhaps that I no longer
so oft perhaps that I no longer
know the Earthly manner of conduction.
Standing, back to the clouds, I count the Stars.....
P McBrearty 21st century writings Aug 2009

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