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Eternity in shades of pale blue,

With messages written in bold white strokes,

Based on vibrant greens that flow with life;

A naive innocence,

And on scarred browns that bring hardship,

An infinite base for our Eternity,

Populated by a thousand million Oracles,

Stretching through the tides of time,

That give depth to the surface of our Eternity’s base.

A base scarred by our glorious destruction,

Of a billion sins,

And still we forgive,

And still we reach out,

And still we love.

A soul alone walks past,

The burden of guilt weighing heavy,

But a hundred souls stop to help together,

In unity lifted high,

And still we forgive.

Beneath this Eternity of pale blue,

A humble life bares unimaginable significance,

In the petty scope of that soul,

A hundred souls make great waves,

In the Oracles’ tides,

And each soul is a life to another.

Watch our pale blue Eternity,

And the messages it gives,

And wonder at the intentions behind it.

Guest Xradion
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        An excellent description of the passing of time on Earth in the pursuit of meaning behind it all. Amidst all the destruction, we forgive. And we are born anew. Until we die again. I like this poem a lot! Keep it up!

 

 

 

Xradion,

The Horny Druid,

Scholar of the Ancient Arts,

Holder of the Eye of Odin.

 

"The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream."

-Wallace Stevens

 

"When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion

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