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    dots Submission Name: Path of our Hungerdots
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    Author: forfila
    Elite Ratio:    3.12 - 354/310/188
    Words: 440
    Class/Type: Prose/Serious
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       A blunt look at the wider humanity. I quickly wrote this trying to catch the streem of my view, any thoughts would be appreciated..


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    dotsPath of our Hungerdots
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    It seems the unaware stroll so casually, the un learned yet still red handed classes of life, living lives revolving around the continues unfolding of day to day. It is said that "Ignorance is bliss?" Or is bliss just a silent arrogance.
    A sheep life has actions so manicured, directed, and turned into an unknowing contribution toward a provenly destined misfortune for entirety.

    A call cries from the minds of shadows, a voice that brings light to who dawns, enlightens you that there is a whole self to be found.
    The "what once was" and what is returning is revealing you, possibly returning you to the promised rebirth for believers, today the embryo is taking root in your sense silent core.

    The evolution of man has lead humanity into this lonesome crowd we know and detest, turned us into the stage of lost individuality, where the one possible map is the heart. The silenced act to catch attention in manners of shock, what will happen when too much time is lost, the insanity of the ticking clock, like the drip and the drop of a tap that will never stop.

    We are being punished for things time has forgotten, this blindness was promised. The five prophets of god all warned of coming vital years, the times for living souls to face judgment, the time to use the freedoms, and the curses of choice.
    Our symptoms of a quest for wisdom are visibly seen, they are the pollution and dependance on what dwindles away in our hands.
    Now accepted, it has all become too much for Wisdom philosophies to with stand and adapt to support the life housing its power, and fueling its existence and structure.
    Self righteous rode a rampant drive through all history, we assume it in the years of life pre literature, the yonder that minds no longer recall. We knowingly portray it in the fight for empires, the wars, the greed, the drive to conquer, and the blood thirst of killers addicted to power. All and each the end of a long trail chosen by our hunger.
    Now all the victims rise in pain, raising with them those who walk in humility, those who will live the shame.
    We look on now to each other for the answers that don't exist in us, the politics of life are stagnant in direction.
    It is becoming more than just "a general feeling" that life is in need of a drastic change.



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      Matt, this is the kind of writing which cannot be "manicured" but must be manifest as "IT" is and as "IT" comes.

    This writing expresses spiritual, religious, political and social and encourages the reader to surf your wave of thought and see where "IT" takes them!

    Awesome!

    love,peace,joy,abundance & smiles to share
    tif
    | Posted on 2008-03-02 00:00:00 | by Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      One has to be careful of what the masses and mass media would have you believe, because it is usually propoganda based or based on hysteria! The only truths are the truths revealed in one's own heart, and answers gained in solitude!

    Unless one thinks for oneself, he is at risk of being misled, perhaps even as a lamb, to the slaughter!

    Your excellent write reveals deep and profound philisophical thought!
    | Posted on 2008-02-29 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]


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