I am Poet...hear me roar....

Oh glory! Oh famished intent! Where hath my meaning gone? To whom do I intend my love? From whence is my Life to come? And ever-more, Lord guide my lost soul from these Depths... ~Me

Do you know of me? Do you know what I may become?? Then surely you know of my failures.

For I am now he who is not of excellence. Know you my sorrow?

It lies in the possibility of empathic sympathy, unfulfilled, and refinement of soul, unattained, and deepness of feeling....of Love, unapproached.

Wallow with me or ignore my misconceptions, misconceived of this Earth supposed state: cradled by the light though nearly in entirety continually Dark.

Dark, without glory.

Black, irredeemable.

Oiled and tarnished

Irredenta; of Sons of Man, of Sons of God.

Deep as the night sky, the Night of Earth.

Within beholden are its own Of Fear, of Death,

or Hopeless regret;

The leaden Heart, emulgates with blood Liquid cold with Liquid heat From Soul to Motif to Earth

I am philosopher! Hear me, hear me!

Can a man logically create a stable society? Is there a human mode that allows for a comprehensive and logical construction of society to allow for all acceptable freedoms and restrict the powers of those who would abuse and oppress? I say there is. Millennia have passed and no one has implemented such an idea (being successful). Could we be nearing such a possiblity....Or could it ever be?