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    dots Submission Name: "Walk With Me Grasshopper", 2019dots
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    Author: Rex Gold
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 334/138/207
    Words: 886
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
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    dots"Walk With Me Grasshopper", 2019dots
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    Grasshopper!

    Come. We will circle the garden.

    How is your heart now?

    "Strong Master. I value the breath.
    It is truly all that I have.
    My heart has suffered the world.
    It vibrates differently than ever."

    The world...
    Always has it's face into screens.
    The screens take up the energy.
    It has made great people naive...
    You have lot more than just breath -

    "Master. I know myself."

    Your smile has humbled you.
    Go know yourself some more.
    Learn your limitations
    and do not underestimate the blind.

    Your abdomen has eleven segments.
    Balance rest and work.
    One must do when thought is conceived.
    Study plant sources
    how you study the brain under brain.
    How you study the sky.
    Beware of any chemical -

    "Master. The other students
    say that angels protect you.
    Do you know of them as yourself?"

    I will tell you about Angels.

    At times. Nothing of this calender.
    There were two factions of Angels.
    Both as pure as the transcendental.
    A powerful soul made it's choice to return;
    To the four elements as a gender...

    One faction of Angels
    roared for the return of the soul
    The other opposite wept to resist.
    An argument in the heaven realm
    Took place and at once...
    Both factions were called
    to have final judgement of the soul.

    One faction explained
    to The Universal Supreme:
    'For this soul has incarnated
    many times before, it's journey
    is to be proceeded like none other.
    We will watch over it
    For humanity has little virtue now.
    It must go and do more deeds;
    It has decided to return on it's own accord.'

    The Supreme Power
    signaled the other faction to have peace:
    'This soul is too divine
    to manage Earth once again.
    It has done so many times.
    Earth is too harsh now for this soul.
    We contest our love for it.
    It will not trust humanity
    So why should it be so?'

    The Universal Judgement
    Had decide that it must please
    both factions with a calling for the soul
    Once it's great work was completed here.
    The first faction was told
    That the soul would go back down to Earth
    And so the first of Angels were grateful.
    But the second of them felt disregarded.

    The Universal Judgement
    Gave the second of them an order
    and token of decree based upon Light.
    That the soul returning
    would have short time here
    Whereas only a little of it's light
    Would grace the Earth among Archons
    For the cosmic light
    which is the soul's universal identity
    Would watch over itself with the Angels.

    And when the soul's time was spent
    One Angel from each faction
    would assist the soul back home
    to where it came from.
    This meant that the soul
    would have an avatar but no incarnation
    Since the soul mastered it's past lives
    It would never return to Earth again
    No matter how many divine years passed.
    It would be more powerful
    On this other side than ever on Earth.

    Both factions were satisfied
    and put light over the quarrel.
    It was now time for the soul's return -
    Into a human body, as a born child.
    The Angels surrounded the soul
    Bearing gifts, symbolic advice,
    weapons of the universal divine
    so that the soul remembers itself.
    It's light in this realm was so powerful
    It showered the faces of each Angel.

    And as coded energy
    It shot back down to Earth
    Into man's mind as thought
    Into the bottom of man's spine.
    Further into woman's womb as egg.
    Out of her portal as ancestor reborn.

    From there on
    Angels watched over the soul as child.

    Do you see grasshopper...

    Some souls are greater than others
    Some even older than others
    Some have been here more times
    Than others. What must you ask me?

    "As soul will I ever obtain the Golden Glow?"

    You must master air, water, fire.
    You must master Earth's ills
    Those who have it do not fear death.
    For they see it as a weapon
    used to hold many back.
    Fear is more prominent
    when Earth loses it's own glow.
    Know that you are not the body.
    Know that you must empty the mind.
    Know that you will walk through fire well.
    Before it releases up your column.

    Let your feet touch good grass.
    Before Earth is scorched
    with not much grass left.
    Let your soul teach you discipline,
    empathy, order and sound defense.
    Do not whore yourself for comforts.
    Once you have it, do not ever look back.
    You'd better be grateful
    that this power happened to you.

    "Master. Why must you smoke?"

    All my flaws have went to leverage.
    True self control removes excessive force.

    My lady has told me to water those flowers
    If you want more truth before practice.
    Go and water those flowers.

    "Alright."

    The young one is coming along..
    He will have the great power
    Once I've officially diminished.







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      The feedback was from the viewpoint of a first impression, only to recollect what was already read. There was no intent to play like someone who attacks others work while working for the The New Yorker.

    The word "pose" would have been more sustainable
    for your paragraph instead of "front".
    The idea of "knowing it all" was never there.
    If I were attempting to be a critic I would have left unnecessary commentary on several of the pieces of your selection.
    Which was never considered.

    And as for embarrassment to everybody;
    It's too late in life to be caring about what "everybody" here thinks about one in depth cut out of feedback that was recently done.
    There's not the slightest of regret after the fact.
    Regardless of what anyone would presume or officiate.

    Such an extended piece was inspired
    by someone else's modern understanding of the I Ching surrounding a student/teacher relationship.
    Which I've already have gotten
    solid takes on before it arrived here.

    Quite frankly put.
    The Robert Hughes attitude
    wouldn't work much for me
    in any environment of artists.
    So why return here with that format?

    Though, I will say your short contribution
    was fair enough - when I desired nothing

    Nice try.
    | Posted on 2020-08-13 00:00:00 | by Rex Gold | [ Reply to This ]
       Good to know your work makes as much sense as your "criticism". It's art, I respect that. But this is rambling about nothing. You have multiple ideas in the same stanza that relate to nothing in the entire piece. Please understand that some authors take this line of work seriously and dont like having their time wasted reading jibberish that's trying to pass itself off as "criticism". Realise that most authors work very hard and can spend a great deal of time accomplishing things you dont even understand about the world of written word. You can not like something, that's fine, but please I beg of you, do not front as a well versed critic, and say you're going to criticize "in the form of a poem." It's offensive and embarrassing for everyone.

    -eggshells
    | Posted on 2020-08-12 00:00:00 | by eggshells | [ Reply to This ]


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