The world turns.
Futures unfold and blossom under veils of convenient perception
The squeeze upon fragile minds guarantees the inevitable
Only when seen is it believed
The taste will un-relent it's gentle caress upon unwilling souls
In the dark night revealed to them
In posterity the ignorance,
the innocence of a choice made without consideration
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Philosophical Poems and Zen Ko-ans
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