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To walk, happy capacity to walk for hell possible at each step.
Wire, bridge on blazing infernos, here is life.
Illusion protects, mental very strong, reflexion unceasing, without end.
To be born on earth and, after frantic forgetting of the first years,
to spend life seeking light in obscure chaos.
See that evil is more vigorous than good
and then die by hoping that after will be better.
Between happy episodes and tragedies that last,
chronic human naivety installed.
Mental said: tomorrow will be better than yesterday,
because the humans of yesterday didn't know.
However the humans of yesterday knew.
Mental always speaks of technical progress,
mental lies consciously.
Humans of today neither worse, nor better than humans of yesterday,
they are.
Do not forget the link, the chance of the human one,
aum.

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Mental, reasoned mechanism, has a reversed brother: psychism.
Psychism is like emotional mechanism.
When mental is out of line, psychism speaks out
and when psychism is wandering, mental comes back.
Possible to spend years and years thinking.
Possible to invent extraordinary machines and objects.
Possible to understand working of things.
Possible to cry a lot, possible to laugh a lot.
Possible to even be able to love.
Possible to surely be able to hate.
But impossible to leave phenomenal world,
impossible to leave tangible reality,
impossible to see the unnamable one.
Difficult to seize relativity of all things,
difficult to laugh at everything, even the worst.
Whatever happens necessity rules,
yes.

* * *
Universal language now effective,
bipolar language girdles the earth everywhere.
1. electric impulsion passes: presence.
2. electric impulsion doesn't pass: absence.
Follows ancestral imposture, dualistic division.
Always man prisoner of bipolar approaches.
Mental invention still a topical question.
However, many signs and writings said the absent one: the Spirit.
Truth taught all latitudes but always veiled.
Doesn't reveal itself, doesn't name itself, lives itself.
Thus, nothing changes.
Advanced time and perpetual progress great joke.
Wisdom condemned to leave human.
Human ultimate animal stage before passage.
The one who sees is no longer seen, each birth is a lapse of memory,
amen.

MDC , rectoversed poem