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Topic: Knowing
enderra Joined Tue 04/15/08 Posts: 1719	Tue 04/22/08 05:09 AM
On the eve of knowing cast your nets to shore woven from deeds undone our belabored shadows hold strike stark in their nudity fallen mute turning to dust at once we understand the meaning meaning behind the slightest inflection see through well dressed vainglories we've somehow missed some secret involving us as the cosmos played out innumerable angles Labyrinthine never leading to the matter heart of which like unkept vines serpentine over end over the same well worn path that in fact arrives back to us on the eve of knowing when the beloved beholds the beloved and on that moment there is nothing except time

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CleanBathroom Joined Thu 02/07/08 Posts: 5544	Tue 04/22/08 05:21 AM
On the eve of knowing cast your nets to shore woven from deeds undone our belabored shadows hold strike stark in their nudity fallen mute turning to dust at once we understand the meaning meaning behind the slightest inflection see through well dressed vainglories we've somehow missed some secret involving us as the cosmos played out innumerable angles Labyrinthine never leading to the matter heart of which like unkept vines serpentine over end over the same well worn path that in fact arrives back to us on the eve of knowing when the beloved beholds the beloved and on that moment there is nothing except time This is the inscription on my fantasy football trophy as well. BEAUTIFUL. How was the 5 AM wake-up our poet?

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enderra Joined Tue 04/15/08 Posts: 1719	Tue 04/22/08 09:06 AM
thanks everyone

TxsGal3333 Joined Tue 09/05/06 Posts: 76436	Tue 04/22/08 09:09 AM
very good indeed

s1owhand Joined Fri 05/18/07 Posts: 29437	Tue 04/22/08 03:18 PM
On the eve of knowing cast your nets to shore woven from deeds undone our belabored shadows hold strike stark in their nudity fallen mute turning to dust at once we understand the meaning meaning behind the slightest inflection see through well dressed vainglories we've somehow missed some secret involving us as the cosmos played out innumerable angles Labyrinthine never leading to the matter heart of which like unkept vines serpentine over end over the same well worn path that in fact arrives back to us on the eve of knowing when the beloved beholds the beloved and on that moment there is nothing except time "i like that" there is an instant when love is revealed when there is no need to tell me your secret for there is no secret not anymore my friend not anymore

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