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to idolize a segregated love
against fear, that knows nothing of failure, hurt, destruction
to cage evil, to make evil, by making cages
and to venerate, righteously, some ideological and illogical heaven
to loose sight, of the dark
and be blinded, in sheer light
is to forget beauty,
real beauty
is lost in piousness
in gross
over simplifications
in staunch
suppositions,
unintelligent
and heartless,
some dreary
mundane
banality;
and to lose beauty,
is to lose life.

without death you are dead
and if there were only good there would be no good at all
and truth is true by falsifiability

never lose sight of the terror
that waxes at beauties heart
with trembling and real love,
shaking for the unshakeable,
and put demons in their place next to angels,
bring shadows to the light,
or you'll know nothing
of great dreams
of shifting colour and hue
and shade and shine
and here we are
and here
we are

I say
give me it all,
I'll refuse nothing,
grant me totality,
hand in hand with
my union-
godly
I am for wholeness-
divided
I am for
the world

I am a lover
feel, I need to feel
I am a lover
sense, I need to sense
I am an artist
see, I need to see

this
reality:

here,
to hide nothing
to hide nothing
to
hide
nothing

and see
forever!
Falsifiability: "the capacity for some proposition, statement, theory or hypothesis to be proven wrong".

Hypothesis: "I cannot be loved."

To love or not to love
I do not let myself be loved
If you do not love me, I will say
'I completely understand sir, have a great day!'

However, one day I was giggling with a friend, and I noticed I was wary
I could not understand
How she could love me so effortlessly

I did not trust it
I did not believe
That anyone could love me This much
Shé must be very naive

Maybe Karl Popper was on to something
And Stephen Chbosky was too

"We accept the love we think we deserve"
Rachel Mar 2020
Stratospheres of energy fields are aflame
Sorted pieces of events for someone to blame
Waking up all over again to do it the same
Simulating life, liberty and remanence of fame

Sanctity and civility marked by uniformity
Simplicity cut short by fractions of falsifiability
Circumvent the thick density of a sovereign reality
Dismissing duality to enter the ring of the trinity

Obnoxious volition lending toward a noxious trend
Lying down the self-hood, there is nothing to defend
The dark or the light, of which shall we contend
Drifting as the conscious observer, to all else, suspend

— The End —