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It takes a fool to learn

It takes a fool to learn

Maybe I was just supposed to meet you The -ship we have I forced upon us Upon you

When I step away You remain still When I stop You fade away

This was me this whole time? That doesn’t matter now! It is early, still…

Magicians are: Rulers of destiny Masters of will Their fate is theirs to determine through their own power

Magicians are never in love

Love obeys no command Love is stronger than… Love…

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James Corvus III

I’m not here to make you feel comfortable, safe, or secure I’m not here to give a damn, a like, or a fuck

I am here because I am Whatever that means that is up to me you don’t get to Define any part of that or me

You don’t get to stumble across my path looking down at screens Then feel, mad, sad, or whatever way you feel when I will not be moved

I am here because I am Whatever understanding I gain…

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Objectified Self

Warfare the only thing you bring to me

You challenge my thoughts You force my feelings You invoke my emotions

I have to create contingency plans Because of you

I have to keep a distance Because of you

Because of You I have to rearrange too much of Me

I cant kill you

I can only war with you the only thing you bring to me

© Christopher F. Brown 2018

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Objectified Self

  Warfare the only thing you bring to me You challenge my thoughts You force my feelings You invoke my emotions I have to create contingency plans Because of you I have to keep a distance Because of you Because of You I have to rearrange too much of Me I cant kill you I can only war with you the only thing you bring to me   © Christopher F. Brown 2018

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Still

I am not done yet I have not passed on

My back may hurt it still moves

The sloth in my movement may be caused by pain Id rather feel pain than not feel

My heart may be tough and leathery it is not cold it is not ston

My laughs are deeper longer

My love is harder stronger

When I do speak it is often low

there is no need to shout there is no need to comment on everything every thing is not my concern

What I have now is knowledge

What I know now is how to filter information

© Christopher F. Brown 2018

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Still

I am not done yet I have not passed on My back may hurt it still moves The sloth in my movement may be caused by pain Id rather feel pain than not feel My heart may be tough and leathery it is not cold it is not stone My laughs are deeper longer My love is harder stronger When I do speak it is often low there is no need to shout there is no need to comment on everything every thing is not my…

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Aganju seeing Shango’s heart

He is Fire Fire like mine Fire I could have been Fire I should have been Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda He didn’t waste time He didn’t waste his fire looking for love in clubs in gyms on-line Everywhere in-between He didn’t waste time He didn’t waste his fire getting his heart broken getting cheated on deferring his dreams for a fantasy crafted by others He let his fire shine and burn I hid mine away the only heat felt from mine was by proximity the only light that shone from mine was in comparison to shadow He would never be like me His fire is not like mine He is smart enough to not bother with things that would take away He is smart enough to protect his fire from the water He would never fall in love with it He is not me His fire is not mine His fire is Better His fire is not as hot as mine He can selectively burn with his mine can only be contained by that which would try to destroy it I don’t regret me I don’t regret my fire that is not the point I want to protect him his fire The way no one protected me my fire © Christopher F. Brown 2018

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Aganju Seeing Shango’s Heart

Aganju Seeing Shango’s Heart

He is Fire Fire like mine Fire I could have been Fire I should have been Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda He didn’t waste time He didn’t waste his fire looking for love in clubs in gyms on-line Everywhere in-between He didn’t waste time He didn’t waste his fire getting his heart broken getting cheated on deferring his dreams for a fantasy crafted by others He let his fire shine and burn I hid mine away…

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