Nicholas Sterner: Sweet Song

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Sweet Song

All one must do is silently listen to the mourning cry and they will hear the most precious song of a caged bird singing softly, gently, from behind the gilded bars of the cage of generational genocide.

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Such a vast array of indistinct possibilities lay before us. On a spectrum without ends is the delineation of obtuse and abstract reality, containing all that is, that which has been, much that might have been, and all that is ahead. We are told there is no truth other than perception and thus we are kept in the shadows of every perceivable truth.

Ah, the paradox of power and control, driven by the very insecurity; indeed, the very absence of its foundation. As long as it is kept looming before us, with our heads bowed to its will, our eyes fixed below, and our hearts forever bound to its foreboding, lying promise, we are enslaved and maintain conformity.

Trample disbelief, extricate confusion, illuminate darkness, visualize blindness, unify separation, disempower weakness, humble all pride, reinforce desire, fortify dominion, embrace one another, diminish division, focus vision, gather hearts, intensify love, bolster foundations, and Believe.