Point of View

[angellous_evangellous]

Let us weep and wail for knowledge
For it cannot exist where there is a point of view!
Lost we are in the sea of ignorance
She with no view will save us without a point
And he with the point will blind us with his view
The rest of us will eat and drink and be merry
For tomorrow we die just as stupid as we were today

 

[angellous_evangellous]

Be not despairing, o Angellous

 

[angellous_evangellous]

I might burn in hell forever for calling this poetry but it was fun. hahahah

If I think of more I will add to it.

 

[Diogenes]

I liked this one, Angellous. It reminded me of the first day in logic class when my teacher said, "Knowledge is impossible." Keep on writing!

 

[angellous_evangellous]

HA! I can't believe someone read this!

 

[Diogenes]

My mother had flushed me out for this purpose and
nothing besides:
That my mind wanders over the days left behind when
the school bell rang, I came alive and
sprung to action but
stayed inside this
cauldron and circus called a life then
got a career and I got a life which was
satisfying to the very last tripe but
I was saved so I knew a lie which was
not righteousness nor yet a sin but a
burnt triplicate which was born again and
deliverd to an unthinking trim that hewed down
the last day I was born again like the
first day which learned a secret code like a subtle
propaganda but that is not the mode which declared that
"you should depart from me, workers of iniquity"
But I heard you not, for my Will was yet to be
in a century hidden from your mode,
I was the end of the world, though nothing was left
to encode: these viscious words left to unfold.