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Sons of Ariston

by Glaucon

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JUSTICEY LOAD Take the first step on the fool’s journey, Where all paths are yet reality. Born of zero to become one: The great binary mystery, Gives it feeling, gets it healing, Keeps it growing on… When we first find ourselves alive, The instinct begets the Appetite. Action’s enabled by the Spirit. When all we face is incoherent, Nature nurture Intellect to find out, Whether it’s a mystery to unfold, Or a reality to behold. On the long road trip towards gnosis, There are questions which tend to persist: What is the nature of justice? How do I realize the orderly soul? Who are the players and the parts in my self control? Whether it’s a mystery to unfold, Or a reality to behold, What matters, what matters What matters is what I want to know. My spine is polar: let the serpents ascend the rod. My soul is solar: child of the sun – son of a god.
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The Best Habit in the Convent. Climb – peaking on the mountain, tonight we ascend, unto the convent. Time – refines its meaning. Grinds seeming believing, cause and effect. Mind – obsessed with sight. Can't receive the light, until it examines intention. She shows us persistence, she shows us that distance, is overcome by resonance. Root and branch, language avalanche, speaks in tongues and rants, never can say it's not a good time. Skin and rind, protects the flesh and mind. Creates symbols and signs, planting the seed, weeding the lie. Truth or dare, good and evil compare, pain and pleasure we bare, food we will share. Who says its not a good time? Who says there's such thing as mine? Who denies we becomes I? Behold the relic the church fathers have sent. It's the best habit in the whole damn convent. Never wear it with pride. Bare it just to bestow sight to all of us blind. All of our 5 senses. Perceive by resonance. I think therefore I am recognizing thought. It takes one to know one is nature's eternal law. Create to see creator.
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ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED Epic Quest Sent us West Last rebirth On planet Earth Exile – years within years – while Thanks Infinity, for saving our, seats. What will we see? And what will we eat? Who kicks the map, In the river, sees, the peak Set up camp Light the lamp We'll keep guard Eyes to the stars Saturn's patterns Keep it holy Given all things Obey gravity Upwards, it means we must, climb We're purified, all systems go, high Dimensions deep Play hide and go seek Identity Found at the top, of, the peak Free at last Present future past One last rebirth Heaven hell and earth From the makers of the big bang The big collapse Free at last, free at last Because we had the same dream Achievement unlocked: High five! Equip mutually assured being.

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released August 30, 2012

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