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A Glencairn in the abyss.

You stare into it, and it stays unmoved,
in the mid center of an abyss,
Nothing ever changes, it remains,
untouched and unaware.

The subtle decay is not visible,
it remains strong to the penetrating light
Its the rays that brings it to life
to enlighten our humble eyes.

Light works in interesting ways,
it gives us so much and yet
we sometimes see so little.

I wish I knew what went wrong,
but light knew all along,
into our vision it walked upturned,
and yet our brain chose what it saw.

In the blink of an eye,
the delicate piece shatters.
The light bounces every other way,
and yet a beauty remains.

A beauty that lies unseen,
time can only tell what we try
so hard to predict.

History may be of guidance,
but never of certainty.

Spend less time looking that way,
And realize these final words
which are not mine.

"Life is short. Live your dream and share your passion." - Holstee Manifesto.

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On nature's sincerity

I wish I could But I spoke nonsense I wrote it rather To speak it back to you.
The trees spoke quietly I looked from above and smiled The sun tucked away and I hoped It would spill its secrets.
The picture was rightfully painted Had I blinked, I would have missed it. Do not use sincerity It is not becoming of usage.
Learn to become And you will see the world As it was born It will smile once more. x

left it as a draft, came back, its ready.

Indemnify the asinine.
Take it back.
Make a profit.
It's just pocket change.

Don't wish, keep quiet,
and make it happen.
For preemptive boasting
Is definite fragility.

Don't let them shatter
your hidden incompetence.
Lay it on the table.
Serve it cold.

Realize that honesty
poisons the fearful.
Understand that truth
will tear down that wall.

Detail with actions
Step over those who detail
For substance is rare
But taking down the producer
That's the norm in this hell.