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Wednesday, 30 December 2009
07:52:25 AM (GMT)
People lately call me wise
and I, as yet cannot see why!
For I put my trust in no one
or no one but Myself-
a person who I hate so much
yet trust above all else.

I in truth may do good deeds
A holy act; make kindly creeds.
And yes! I do it in pure heart,
and then betray all (and Myself)
by finding "good" reasons I could have used from the start!

What monster rationalizes Good?
Goes behind her own back, just thinking "should".
A creature taking most by night-
Not I! Fool, I thought I could fight!
So I acheived near dreamless sleep,
behind my mind Myself did creep.

Though my Yang contains some Yin
When will Myself let me in?
And stop controling from inside
when will this foul puppetry die?

No, I cannot yet be wise.
Into wisdom sneaks a Self I dispise.
Unto logic I must cling
And pray I really lose Myself wherein!

A poem by Kirti.

Kirti says:   30 December 2009   663860  
When I started the poem, I recognized my subconcious as part, or even
most of who I am. But the further I got the more I realized that who I
try to be, and what my subconcious is are completly differnt. But
Myself may always win- Myself can even be the reason behind logic.
‹Panda  Bear› says:   30 December 2009   577113  
Kirti = Brilliant Genius

Myself always wins.
Kirti says :   30 December 2009   765733  

Thanks, you're so nice! 


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