The Omgea and Alpha

And so I look up to the stars
And each cluster represents arbitrary patterns
Some of nostalgia in a spiritual place
Where the past, present and future collide
And some of the representation of infinity
Where the limits of thought know no boundaries
And how such visions open the doors
To an abundance of tests, quizzing in absolute
Underscored by audacity, to dream of a better way
Or a future fulfillment open to all that acknowledge this
And as such, an urgency to realize this spawns
From the direct violation of societal obligations
Some are struck be these stars directly
Like a electric current exiting the truth in humanity
A wise man will remember these images, realizations
And paint on their spiritual canvas, a map
A step by step mission statement rising organically
A fool will pass away with the next morning and wake
Into the same mental imprisonment, boxed in
Into the status quo of cheap talk and false ideologies
They will wither

It is in this personal struggle of our spiritual state
That the award to those who capitalize on opportunity
Cross over the line of cheap living and into eternity
Of everlasting Paradise set by the willingness to accept
That there is only one truth in that we realize the impossible

Impossible is a limitation set by learned behavior
And if one could forget this conditioning and look
We would see the patterns in the stars in a new way
Reborn in a sense that a personal intuition will decide
What is important to the soul and what is merely a trend
Worn on the sleeves of flesh



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I'm trying to fall away from pride. That said, can I get some thoughts, critique or more importantly, your interpretation of the above ?

thanks my fellow writers.

First off I want a royalty check for using my name in your title.


Ok here goes....some people break the cycle and become their own original self with no worries of what others think, and that is a good thing because the wise will utilize this vast endless opportunity to be themselves and let that joy fill them.


I like this line, "impossible is a limitation set by learned behavior" sounds like a famous quote from someone famous...good shit


I like the way you've poetically explored this topic. Also you claim that this has something to do with your pride. Since you said that I can agree that pride probably stems from the fact that other people and society exist. How could someone be proud if they did not have societal foundations from which to measure?

Good story, not as deep as I am use to from you, though. I still like the booby poem!

Thanks dawg. Pride measured in a spiritual sense which is not measured by the limitations bound in society

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