May this verse begin the Diary,
Be it shadow of this formless ego,
May it witness the body go weary,
In its journey towards Final Vertigo.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Sequel to Puzzle:
Around lofty subjects is his "gallent walk", Turbulent thoughts be "controlled" by his grind, Amidst tempests, he marches to his dock*, Most vibrant of all, he-the silent MIND.
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