[PREPONDERANCE]
THE ART IS BY by ~xzendor7
THE MUSIC...
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AN OCHESTRA OF EMOTIONS RAGES ACROSS THIS STAGE THAT BEARS THE SETTING OF THESE LIVES.
I LOVE YOU...I HATE YOU...I WISH YOU WOULD DIE, AND THE EMOTIONS RUN WILD INTO THE NIGHT.
WE FLY THROUGH THE CLOUDS AS WE ARE LIFTED TO NEW HEIGHTS AS MEANWHILE WE CRASH AND BURN WHILE WE SINK TO NEW LOWS.
OUR SUCCESS HAS OVERFLOWED AND FILLS OUR CUP ABUNDANTLY WHILE THE EMOTIONS SPILL ON THE VARNISHED SURFACE OF OUR EXISTENCE.
SOMEONE HAS TO WIELD THE MOP...SOME POOR PERSON HAS TO PUSH THE BUCKET.
INVISIBLY VISIBLE AS HUMANITY STREAMS BY...TIME ELAPSED AND FRANTICALLY SEARCHING.
SIGNS INSCRIBED ON WALLS IN EGYPT...IN THE SCROLLS THAT HAVE BEEN HANDED DOWN TO EMOTIONAL MEN WHO SOUGHT AND SEEK TO CONTROL.
WE STAND AT THE WALLS OF GREAT ZIMBABWE AS THE SUN RISES ON PLAINS OF OVERSTANDING...BLINDING LIGHT BROUGHT AT THE PRICE OF MENS LIVES.
THE TEARS OF MOTHERS THAT FALL TO AN EVER FORGIVING AND UNFORGIVING EARTH TO BE EVAPORATED AND RECYCLED IN THE CLOUDS THAT PILE ON HIGH.
THE SMILE OF A GRANDSON IN THE ARMS OF HIS GRANDFATHER...THE SMILE IN THE HEART OF THE GRANDFATHER.
THE PAIN OF LOSS AS A CHILD IS REMEMBERED ON A HOT SUMMER NIGHT...CICADAS SO LOUD THAT IT SEEMS AS IF THEY KNOW WHAT TO SING.
A SYMPHONY OF ALLAHS DESIGN.
AND THE WEIGHT OF ALL THESE EMOTIONS PRESSES DOWN AS THE HARMONY STARTS TO FADE
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