toward the edge of conclusion

[justwalt]

you can forget about all your farewells, my son,
ripples... last remnants of your foregone illusion,
mere reflections, upon the seventh face of man,
sailing ever closer toward the edge of conclusion,
out there, way out there... is the real adventure,
among oceans of sorrow, and mountains of pain,
and that veil of years, poised beyond the horizon,
pulling against time... as if to declare its ill claim,
and above all this life, there dangles every tease,
a fair day's ration for my time spent in this maze,
from the shadows, one will question the occasion,
so... just whose masquerade is it here, anyways,
but without suspecting any response of abilities,
I'm surprised at who is seeing, through my eyes,
let it be then... from wisdom's whispering words,
as the masks of man, makes for a poor disguise,
out of faith or out of phase... time to pull the pin,
paradise isn't wanting, for anyone who hesitates,
grab life by the moment, before you pass it by...
yes, time stands still, as it is you who fluctuates

wgs/10/15

[Tjflowers80]

Needed to hear this from someone else. Now I don't feel so alone. Thank you.

[justwalt]

someone else once called me someone else thank you

alone, I'm okay with me,
but me being me, well,
I prefer saying aloneness

[the mingo]

a good fluctuation or two is not to be lightly passed up - I'll take three, please

[saw]

if I'm allowed to paraphrase a bit,.... If we are lucky we all get a "fairs day ration" for our "time spent in this maze"

smooth ride....

[justwalt]

words from an honest man, saw, cuz that's one of the top teases,
that the good-guys finish last...

as good as it gets

thankx mingo, me too