Friday, December 25, 2009


Dec 9th, 2009:

My world spins vapidly

Everything definite

to a degree

of the infinite

the mind thinks

then counter-thinks

then has time to research

ossified hypothesis

in time to be rejected a null

Its means are but objectives

hazy in their goal and way

The population has not one person

Statistics of the soul suffer

A greater sample must be sought

From this the eyes had time to see

And the mind had time to disregard.

For this the eyes have time to seek anew

And the mind has time to relate.

In the storage of flux

which way will potential take them?

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