Translucent, lucid, pellucid.

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While the world takes a chance and turns over, light travels at a particular speed. And humans, and animals and birds and the dead..all  come under one roof. And all wonder, what is lucid? Translucent? Pellucid?

While there is war–between mind and heart–on what is clarity and what is war, the world twists and turns.

“It will have blood; they say–blood will have blood”

While they chant slogans and fill out their holy books with words, and leave it to people to form the meaning, blood has blood. It is always an eye for an eye. Ash to ash, dust to dust.

“How oft i have though of thee”

Where did clarity go? Was it ever there in the first place?

While light falls everywhere, making it so bright, so dull, they wonder.

But do they? Turn off all the thoughts. Shut down the machine.

“The people along the sand
All turn and look one way.
They turn their back on the land.
They look at the sea all day”

They all wonder–where did the light go.

While it is hot, the sun is angry–hot like hell–sweat crawls up our body, a butterfly, no a moth circles around light.

While they all wonder where did the rays of hope have gone off to.

Who seeks clarity? Those who become a part of smoke? Or those who are crystal?

What is lucid. What is clarity?

While they seek redemption–the world twists and turns, leaving the people to chant slogans or to finding meaning in words from holy books, going..going, gone…to a world of illusions.

Where is the light coming from? Where did it fall?

Clarity

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