My Detail Spirit My thoughts mission increase and elevate, rather than simply to imitate and reduplicate, Enlightened and emancipate, I strike to gain. The flame of Knowledge wastes works dross away! I perceive the guilt and feel the shame. To my frame, As there come infancy,youth and age, stayed,and changed. My life within seems to swim and faint; Nothing do I foresee save woe and wail! Free of the pairs of opposites,and free From that sad righteousness which calculates; promising myself Much profit in new births for works of faith; Wonderful, wistful, to contemplate! Strange and great for tongue to relate, Dedicated to the free exchange of useful information in cyberspace. The frail bridge of time on which I tread sinks back into eternity at every step I take. An evening from the fireside to the pleasant land of fairy-tales, My single step retraced, I deduce God from the inanimate. my creed held forth promise of personal life beyond the grave. The infirmity I mastered to-day. To honor the wisdom of the aged, and use it as a precious aid. I stand up and look the world in the face of the slave where the stained-glass windows hung with curtains. Many a person has dropped dead in a rage. Natural appetites, given rein I look into a mirror and see my face, Im driven fast to base And brought eggs from China to South Africa in a hollow cane.
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