Introsuction

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by cheybeb

by cheybeb

I feel a little clouded when using introduction.
It clogs my receptors, creativity stumped.

I love the word introsuction
sucking the interest from
the beginning of its time.

An introduction, introduces ideas
like a syllabus, decorated with bows in hair.

I feel creativity must come first
then bring to light, the words of worth.

But, for me, it's all in the beautiful journey
from scratch to paper, different opinions.

For me, it's about telling yourself Anything you need
don't think another's normal is worth your stare.

Attention to detail, try not to give in
come from a loving place so the soul can win.

Bend your flesh branches to the will of the God cell
a grain of energy, gifted from stars.

How can one make something, without leaving a trace
   dust particles support this. Fingerprints, even when made
   leave a trace unless wiped away.
   Which this act, in itself speaks of the host
the logical thinking to leave no tace at all.

Always fascinated with the build up than climax
from climax leads to a descending pattern.

Life is a journey, take it in stride
these pages are intended to share my mind.

They may not be polished, but will bring a different perspective
remember I come from a loving place within.

One cannot ask for truth, without a little burn
be sure to drink enough fluids if it gets caught in your throat.

One can ask for truth, for ego sake
but little truth will be found
when denial's in town.

From gossiping to religion
why things are
deeper thinking
will make things clear.