Were we to meet, facing,
we would not have come to blows, heating air to boiling, to brandish hot irons from the fire, seeking to brand the error forever. But to see this, and discard reason is to invite others, entertained by plight, ready for intrigue - even our own bent for celebrity. To know otherwise, to reason, to devise mathematical scheme is to become wise beyond the message - to know another, to visit the sewer of another mind and to discard. Jesus would only question when questioned, waiting for reason to surface, waiting for blind guides to pass, before fools dive into danger, heated brands. It's only a twitter that fires otherwise wise people, waiting for another day to rise, to wait for the populace to think otherwise of dueling swords and guns for men rightly offended. © 2013 Larry Ingram
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