Title: Knowledge Seeker

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Sun Sign: Gemini

Chinese Sign: Metal Monkey

Location: Anywhere, Everywhere

In life, and out…
With the wind, the seasons change.
Among the ancients, time takes a fresh pace…
…that soft pulse, keeping rhythm beneath it all.

Among friends of old, and new, finding knowledge of the ever-day.
‘Round the fire’s ring, a circle of people’s thought…cycling!!
The constant cycle, ever turning firm in time…rambling on…
…that soft pulse, keeping rhythm beneath it all.

Of the earth, mud and grit interweaving all…
In life, and out…
The winds change as the season already has…
…constant in the cycle, ever turning within the ever-day.

Spiritual Mystic…
Lost urban logistic interweaves whip stitch the common WEALTH-
…excuses…
How many cracks in the street will it take to repair the road?

It has to go wrong, or so they say, before it is wrong…
So forward we press to regress all that has gone wrong…
…and forward we press to get all that we could want.
Madman’s ravings they say behind their chardonnay
asleep in silk satin beds.
So he put back his glass, and reaches for his coat-
onward; he must to his trail…
Lost hidden behind
Tis were they will find
All that concerns their mind…
So he steps out the door, into the cold…
…just another crack in the road.

…drowning in the night, a slow dawn as heaven’s light…
Tis a quiet diffusion, that of thought in life.
Soft impulse, those wandering tales…

Upon anticipation, and hopeful wings…
So to the epics of old, with a mind of the new-
We wander, as but shadows.

…O lingering night, that of but shadow…
In thought, and understanding; lost in thoughts of the night.
…and she whispers…

…as the wings of night soon begin to stir, the shadow…
Dawn’s coming glow, that lighthouse beacon through life.
…drowning in the night, a slow dawn wanders as but a shadow…

With the breeze, soft whispers of the days to come begin to grow louder.
In line, and off the beaten path, life takes swing.
To life I must.
In the calm dusk, I find that truth in the spirit, calling me out.
At dusk life has already began; it is out in the open, as am I.

Of light, and knowledge, and truth…
…and the dark, and counter-point misunderstandings…
Those pursuits and directions in life.
To life we must.
Here in the calm dusk of day’s end, life opens up.
Take hold; live the dream.

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