A NATURAL DELIRIUM
To run from stars and cakes alike,
as if no difference existed, would
make no sense to me. In the light
of any day - all things must be
examined. The realm of sameness
is a quite different place.
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To be told the Earth is an orb
constantly turning, is, in my
mind, conjecture. A heedless,
or perhaps natural delirium.
That's all. For it cannot be :
the cosmos is interpretation,
that alone. I opine? A cosmos
of being wherein we have a
part, like an endless nerve
running the spine, or the heart.
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