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When Fake Outshines The Truth
Hoof-printed trails speak of goats, sheeps and livestock herds,and the small pawprints of sloughi left behind..easily recognized.I take the route daily trodden, the way of my thoughts to browse the forest woods, and the mountain rocks...
overwhelmed with mundane vocabulary, idle speeches,vain chatting, the brain is about to collapse into fruitless abyss,dehydrated, i skip into the forest woods, the open lands, open their hands to my muse, fuel my heart with the most truthful feelings, the mountain is silently friendly and warm...
...
The wilderness is wise and tranquil seen thru' the eye of the heavenly quill.
that dips its tip into the rocky ponds and the mountain lakes.lines written with sky rains, and natural feathers....genuinely and trutfully transmitted without altering
a word or translating a theme thru dehumanized flawed vocabulary........
Man is yet to be wise like a wild animal, living in the wilderness. his civilized acts tell nothing but savagery, cruelty and sadism. turning man into a dead corpse, or may be a stringed dummy..
It's time to follow the wild right in the woods and desert mountains;in the jungle
to lean the abc's of ethical behaviour...."spontaneity and innocence.."
Real books are not AI generated on Nature's shelf, nor plagiarized
without shame or honour, the human flaws must be seen in humans creation,
taken right from dust and water, from spontaneous feelings under god's
creation, inspired to impress the human heart and tell the other fakers that natural creation without man's flaws withou human tripping mistakes, is as dead as a word taken from a robot mouth...
https://youtu.be/0RLHJRku3fU?t=2383
overwhelmed with mundane vocabulary, idle speeches,vain chatting, the brain is about to collapse into fruitless abyss,dehydrated, i skip into the forest woods, the open lands, open their hands to my muse, fuel my heart with the most truthful feelings, the mountain is silently friendly and warm...
...
The wilderness is wise and tranquil seen thru' the eye of the heavenly quill.
that dips its tip into the rocky ponds and the mountain lakes.lines written with sky rains, and natural feathers....genuinely and trutfully transmitted without altering
a word or translating a theme thru dehumanized flawed vocabulary........
Man is yet to be wise like a wild animal, living in the wilderness. his civilized acts tell nothing but savagery, cruelty and sadism. turning man into a dead corpse, or may be a stringed dummy..
It's time to follow the wild right in the woods and desert mountains;in the jungle
to lean the abc's of ethical behaviour...."spontaneity and innocence.."
Real books are not AI generated on Nature's shelf, nor plagiarized
without shame or honour, the human flaws must be seen in humans creation,
taken right from dust and water, from spontaneous feelings under god's
creation, inspired to impress the human heart and tell the other fakers that natural creation without man's flaws withou human tripping mistakes, is as dead as a word taken from a robot mouth...
https://youtu.be/0RLHJRku3fU?t=2383
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