Love Poem in Gibberish?
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I tried, but nothing came...
She said to write you a love poem in gibberish
But I can't because you make sense to me
your lips and hips
the sunken curves of you
your face the golden ratio
your mind the black sea heavy with storms
About Me
- DB
- Is the ground a philosophical concept? Has mind a relationship to the ground? Is it an idea to be investigated? Is the ground put together by thought? Can I reject everything my brain experienced? Is intellectual understanding any understanding at all? Hasn't knowledge only crippled me from seeing truth? Is knowledge itself illusory? Am I caught in a self-centred, narrow little cell which refuses to look beyond? Do I see it when you come along and tell me that my brain is the brain of all mankind? ~J. Krishnamurti
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