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The Last Illusion

12 Tuesday Mar 2013

Posted by myrthryn in Atheism, Philosophy, Poetry

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discovery, free will, illusion, knowledge, Poem, Poetry, Religion, science, superstition

The gods were angered once by man
who did not understand their plan;
and so, disasters struck by will
of random gods who’d had their fill.

The child half-grown feared vengeful strike
of god for straying from the right.
The good or evil battles known,
yet still he reapt what he had sown.

The youthful man began to doubt
creation tales, to figure out
the way things worked, and still he thought
that man was King, just as he ought.

The man now grown does comprehend
that nature’s arm can only bend
so far until the balance breaks
and man the gravest mistake makes.

Yet even when man thinks he’s free
to live his own reality,
he’ll learn the beneficial con:
No nail to hang free will upon.

And so we live, our choices made,
continue on or twilight fade?
For does it matter, if no plan?
Continue on, as best we can.

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Soldiers, War, and Freedom

12 Tuesday Feb 2013

Posted by myrthryn in Anarchism, Philosophy, Quotes and Reblogs

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freedom, freedomainradio, Government, Slavery, statism, Stefan Molyneux, War

The Last Tear

09 Saturday Feb 2013

Posted by myrthryn in Anarchism, Atheism, Philosophy, Poetry

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Anarchism, atheism, Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand, freedom, letting go, mormons, Poem, Poetry, relationships, Religion, walkabout

1.

Distant love, half-continent,
fine-toothed possessions,
mostly thinned books sailing
a cardboard sea to desert.
The last wave by
from a bicycle parked
at a school, calling itself
FREE.

2.

Sometimes molasses, in comparison,
rages as waterfalls, imaginary
friend fading out of invisibility
until the formal proclamation
of not seeing everyone’s assumption.

That day, two unlikely Elders,
badges with plastic names
danced on my doorstep
for three-quarters,
being quizzed on their invisible friend.
Then, they disengaged
and left.

3.

Once, in a flash from a fifty-scarred
field of cornered blue,
I realized there were other friends
imagined, beneficial and judicial.
Vanquished from mind,
only flesh and bone of ideals
became my close circle
of lonely friends.

4.

Now, the universe opens to me,
new imaginings and impossible potentials,
a poem of freedom, walking in glory.
Happiness is to be mine.

Yet, should they come
with silhouetted gun
to remind me of chains,
to command obligation,
to magnify my burden,

the Titan will shrug,
shattering the silver goblet
of tears against the taming of fire.
All tears lost, save one,
one never dropped,
frozen at eye’s corner.
Waiting,
struggling,
trembling,

to let go.

(written for a prompt at DversePoets on the subject of letting go)

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