Hypnopedia

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Dickinson Poem

 

Senseless minds in silent freedom speak

Governed not by right or wrong

Led like sheep across the fields

Unaware of life’s true needs or wants

 

From birth blessed waters blind them

From there all secrets are to be revealed, upon penalty of scorn

Rationed to bread by the creator immaculate

Yet none ask why or beat the drum

 

Shadowed by Pilot’s last regret

The ten sentinels of alleged truth, yet who is truly bound

Allowed to scorn their fellow man through ignorance

Taught to love all, all taught not to love

 

So when Babylon may fall none do know

Led through the night by eternal light

How sure is paradise beyond the mount?

Fear is the great motivation

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