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Mark Treat
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_____Welcome my friend to the Avenue of the Giants. Here we stand tall amongst the forces of Nature. We who have stepped off the precipice of world war and onto an intricate dance floor. Look at us friend, they all want to dance with us, and come to entreat US. Oh and how ignorant would we be to not accept each with the same zeal. Natures' forces line up systematically around us in an intricate dance meant to muse us. Watch carefully how they pirouette through space and time as the only universal experiences. Yet we are the Giants who have come to witness their eternal gyre.
_____I was first and you came later, but we met here upon this Avenue while I last remember exiting there off the California highway to sleep there in a car for an eternal night. Still yet Nature has always hidden its own existence, or perhaps hasn't yet completed Time to reveal it, and we are left with only strange forces beseeching us.
_____Make no mistake, each Capital is meaningful, but thanks to these forces of Nature, the possibilities are endless. Although ignorance is only a matter of opinion, the realization of these forces promenading is a gift of wisdom given only to Giants. How you became a Giant my friend will never be known to me, nor will you know my growth, as I do not know Giants of the past. Ahhh, but we mingle upon this Avenue, we Giants amongst the forces of Nature. We are not so unlike one another but victims of the dance of these intricate forces.
_____Come drink with me from the fountain of Living Spirits! Lets expand our minds to encompass the resonance of our lives. When Giants walk the earth they leave tremors in their wake. Giants also crush other creatures if they do not tread with care. While the plans of mice and men will always go awry the Giants spend little time planning. Giants must then plan to be adaptive and understanding.
_____There can be no winner in the war between Love and Hate, but Love is the strongest of these. Love gives Giants strength and Giants give that strength back to Love. Nature beams. The forces of Nature see Love and resign to bend to its will. Giants reap the rewards of their Love and that my friend is how you have come to behold the burlesque dance of these forces of Nature.
_____Now that the eternal night of my slumber is turning into a new Day, I must leave you here upon the Avenue of the Giants. I leave you this hope: before your Day comes, you too will leave a Giant upon this Avenue.
marktreat's Genres: Poetry, Love, Grace, Humanism
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