You can see it some times if you care to. That which lingers beneath. There long before your life and those that gave it to you, still there long after you’ve turned to dust.
It peeks out from below now and then, when the new above breaks away. And now and then the faintest glimpse, will shine like the sun to those who understand.
For the world is built upon the blood of forebears, their sweat, their lives lay below. They were the ones who built the foundations upon which your comfort now rests.
But far off and forgotten it’s all left to lay. Never look, never question or find, the world come anew is built upon straw, clutched in a desperate frenzy.
So much are the lies of those who reign that the world of old should be ignored. For therein lay truth and a word of what matters, hidden and supporting it all.
The world of a lie is one that insists that the ancestors must never be recalled. But visions must dance of convenient dreams that lend credence to the destruction of folk.
For only when they are as many, not one, can division rule just as deceivers. For one blood lays upon the ground underneath, no matter how much is built atop.
Loved the line “The world of a lie is one that insists that the ancestors must never be recalled.”
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Thank you. Unfortunate that it exists in more than simply fantasy.
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True!
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“For one blood lays upon the ground underneath, no matter how much is built atop.” This is so true!
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And too often forgotten.
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Indeed!
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Profound start to finish… re-reading it again to just absorb the truth of it.
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Thank you, nice to be able to bring a manner of contemplation to the reader. Perhaps I should just publish everything as short stories, a modern “Meditations” without the hassle of being emperor.
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LOL… brilliant idea…
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truth told with such poetic prose, rich and so profound
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Thank you very much. I simply hope that it becomes known before all things become lost.
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Beautiful written. I love to visit archeological sites where you can see the history in different levels of really old cities, or churches for that matter.
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I love this! I was a history major in college and definitely believe in the importance of understanding and respecting the past!
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Thank you. Though the foundations of things need not be so exotic as an archaeological dig. It can be as simple as a hand laid road beneath a new layer..
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Thank you. A shame that all to often the old is laid aside so the new ideas of what is and was can contaminate a hand dug well.
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Beautiful write! I agree with Stephen, I gave a couple readings just to fully absorb it all.
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Well thank you. Glad it’s worth multiple viewings.
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Definitely worth!
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Absolutely.
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