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Observer (Free verse) by Dovina

I observe a mind with facets watch its anger swell and dwindle see its joy flap high, then flounder inhale a smile while passions kindle Detached and free to lend critique I watch an actor come of age capture each new scene in wonder can’t wait to turn the page Through all, I do not tamper play moralist or God for that would cut my pleasure and make this poem a wad

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 11-Dec-05/6:07 PM
My higher level of moral excellence has come about through years of self-imposed discipline. I took to moralizing and reading the Bible from a very young age, and this has made me an excellent judge of moral inferiority. I can quickly spot flaws in my own character, and in the appalling characters of Cockneys. There's no easy way out of moral imperfection. It demands a punishing schedule of introspection and self-degradation. Not the sort of timid, parping-about-when-someone-calls-you-naughty, self-accepting, middle-shelf, look-at-me-I'm-weak, look-at-you-you're-arrogant, trumped-up, spastics-are-people-too, constructive-criticism-only-please codswallop you get from reading Gillian Stokes books. Call me old-fashioned, but my moral system is built on more serious foundations: personal experience, Biblical scripture, heightened spiritual awareness, and Native American wisdom.

You've gone completely barking, anyway. How do you find imperfections without performing an act of judgement? Oh wait that happens in phase 2. So what's the point in phase 1? Oh I get it. Phase 1 establishes a mechanism of serene acceptance and contentment -- both important prerequisites for any self-flagellation ceremony!




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