Metallic TRIPlet
The Shell Game
No matter what level we exist at, we still propagate through the
primitive fiber of our sub-conscious. High order actions, have low
order directives. The best observer, is the unseen observer who
cannot hear the words... Just sees the actions, the body language,
and the vibrations of the soul.
So little is said by words...
"Words are very...unnecessary...they will only do harm..." - DM
- Did you ever notice how exciting monotone speakers are?
- Did you ever try communicating to a person who didn't speak your language
and get your point across anyways?
- How much of your own body language is used to judge you?
- Do you not judge people by theirs?
- If you dressed like a painter, will you not be accepted as a painter?
- You may have a heart of gold that is wrapped in a brown paper bag!
- Try not to pass judgment. Learn the beauty of different people that are really the same...
People surround us...all different ones,
Some are happy,
Some are sad,
Some aren't happy,
Some are mad.
More we look for their disillusion,
More we find our life's confusion.
Empty buckets,
Filled,
Seclusion.
Dry,
Deserted,
Late,
Asserted.
No-conclusion.
Look within the shell erected, find the paradise within
An oasis for the empty, desert wind, an empty gaze
Circles drawn from straight conclusions
Mountains built from shallow swamps
Rivers flow upstream with violence
Children follow ancient plans
Hollow sheep, grass of illusion
Feeding flocks with poisoned lies.
Love is the answer...there is no love.
