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From the cortex chambers ventriliquists speak

with their distant voices probing

the soul's quiet palace.

They demand necessities: Amen -

and forgiveness; they repair despair,

teaching lessons from straw to sticks to bricks.



Yet what sad reality, the acceptance of

the mediating value of lies,

when the truth was never better.

Why is it some disguise body and mind,

until they are forced into the open

exposed by their glib shallow rote?



While, all the voices in the palace,

ventriloquists of inner thought,

remain quantum reminders,

that from the heart, to the great light that fills the sky,

all accept the gift of consciousness - and in the end,

it comes down to the truth of the matter.







© Eric True