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Moonlight Paradox (Free verse) by Glasseyez

Have you already forgotten the moonlight paradox in your sleep? Don’t worry, because another moon is not far away. So wake up to begin again your day. If life seems as a riddle now once more, just remember what you forgot about how you knew what when was then. This is, again, how the story will unfold: I will point, and you will miss the heavenly glory well told. Now dream another dream in moons midnight display, to awake in realization that- tomorrow never really is another day. Riddles in the past cause you to search outside to match the clues hidden within. The wise are wrong in this case it seems. Because what's seen is right, but they wrongly focus on the dreams. Is it Progress in motion or motion in progress? End only to begin, but you don’t see. 2 created 2 the sustaining I Am, both destroy each. Hate create love still, does why explains what? Moon- the shines above, from Sun of pure light. Listen-just; simple is it? 2 point in views change with Focus. All, it is equal even when changes. What Changes are as answers? Answers as are Changes, what Changes when even equal is it all. Focus with change, views in point 2; it is simple, just listen. Light, pure of sun from above- shines the Moon. What explains why does. Still, love create Hate. Each destroy both. Am I sustaining the 2? Created 2 see, don’t you? But begin to only End. It is Motion in progress and progress in motion. Does it Feel like you already read that verse? Is this and that all you gat, when trying to solve that life riddles curse? The moon begins to wake up when the sun falls asleep. Here we begin our search for truth, or luminescence through sleep. Where order seems confused like the moons reflected light that begins its end of easy meaning. Take your time, I Am forever repeating, this doesn’t have to be your first and last stare. I never knew why how many who has, knowing when was what, or now was when is, was, and will be so important in this land of simplistic mystery and intrigue until I myself had to read it again to believe. It's the song that sounds the same when read from behind, in the middle of this riddle a moonlight paradox that so few can find. To heaven's glory My finger will point soon, If you missed it the second time it's because you concentrated too much on the moon . So quiet your eyes and close your mind. Let the Sandman read you a moonlight riddle that has it's own kind’ a rhyme. In my paradox, you will find- that the only answers, outside, lie inside your mind. What is my Moonlight Paradox?

Glasseyez 12-Feb-06/7:52 PM
Ah zodiac, your opinion is over rated, one of bleak understanding and simple mindedness, I write usually to prove a point not to create a masterpiece. The definition of a paradox. 1. a statement that seems contradictory, absurd, etc. but may be true in fact.
Here are some "paradoxes of our times"
We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways,
but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less;
we buy more, but enjoy it less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences,
but less time; we have more degrees, but less common sense;
more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts,
but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast,
get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired,
read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.

We talk too much, love too seldom and lie too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life;
we've added years to life, not life to years.

We build more computers to hold more information,
to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication;
we've become long on quantity, but short on quality.

We've been all the way to the moon and back,
but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.

We've conquered outer space, but not inner space;
we've done larger things, but not better things;
we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul;
we've split the atom, but not our prejudice; we write more,
but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less.

We've learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes;
but lower morals; more food but less appeasement;
more acquaintances, but fewer friends;
more effort but less success.

These are the time of fast foods and slow digestion;
tall men and short character;
steep profits, and shallow relationships.

These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare;
more leisure and less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorce;
of fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies,
and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the show window,
and nothing in the stockroom.

Indeed it's all true. Think about it...read it again.




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