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Art... A world apart

Updated on January 31, 2012

Who are we and how would we know? Without a hand written description anybody's guess is as good as the next. Even when supplied with vast amounts of creations on every medium known to man are we are still left wondering. Is it possible for man kind to pull off amazing feats by pulling pyramid rocks thru the streets, or can we construct stone henge's with only muscle and bone?

What has been forgotten or lost may never be known, language barriers only mask what is shown. Left to search our souls staring up at faceless totem poles, dark caverns and endless holes. To the ends of the earth we search dripping drops into minds bucket.

When did these events take place and is our story-line right? Technology evolving at exponential pace offering new opinion's to an endless race, the finish line is only defined by time, chopping out toc's, tics know how we clothed. Covering our flesh from the elements and separating body from nature.

Where are the answers I can't find the keys, genetics pointing towards prostate problems from ancestors entombed in a cold dark room. Are our problems passed down brushed stroke with brown. Wind blown pigments cover hands protected by caves and whistling sands, body dwelling wandering man.

Why do we search our past present and future? Knowledge keeping us from the edge, history sleeping off in our beds. Repeating alarms daily, snooze button learns lazy. Fighting the endless battle for rest, heart chest protected with a vest. Materials all fighting to form the same style nest, striving always to be the best.

How is now holy cow, how much longer can we fuel and fund these wars, policing the world and landing on every shore. Altering food as drugs, a punch in the stomach nauseating bugs. Swept under the rug without a shrug, mother will find out and ears will tug.


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    • goego profile image
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      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

      Lmao sir aye aye sir

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      WD Curry 111 5 years ago from Space Coast

      Just keep your eyes in the boat, keep your hands to yourself and wear a hat.

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      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

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      WD Curry 111 5 years ago from Space Coast

      Ah, incidental hesitation . . . you catch on fast.

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      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

      @ wd welcome to the cult, it's just tough to swallow and hard to see, I will hesitate incidentally on the rest

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      WD Curry 111 5 years ago from Space Coast

      Yeah, Minnesota to Illinois . . . The Red Clay People, soon to become the "Redstick" Creeks here in the S.E. Soon to become the Seminoles in Florida. They still haven't surrendered or signed a treaty.

      We haven't been given a lot to go on about how we got here or where we are going. "Be a lamp unto my feet."

      I can see 5,000 years from now . . . "We don't know why there is a system of golden arches everywhere. It seems to be a network of religious sites where people fed seagulls to honor their gods."

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      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

      @ derdriu, lol tried to say it three times fast and bit my tongue,

      @lisad, thanks for watching and I agree the more we look the less we know... damn

      @vive, stayin' alive

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      viveresperando 5 years ago from A Place Where Nothing Is Real

      interesting

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      lisadpreston 5 years ago from Columbus, Ohio

      I don't understand why God, the Devil, Aliens, ET's, whoever or whatever created us would make it such a mystery as to how we got here or what our ancestry is. Examining our past only leaves more questions. I love the videos.

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      Derdriu 5 years ago

      Goego, How much we have from the past and how little we know is as true as how little we have from the past and how much we think we know!

      Thank you for sharing this prose poem, voted up + all,

      Derdriu