Is the notion of an idea really so dependent on understanding information?
Does it go far beyond?
Ideas being juxtaposed with reality,
When even the filters put in place begin to fade.
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So often, there are no red flags to warn the unwary,
With the ill-informed, allowing distortions to take the centre,
With an introverted perspective gaining ground,
Applying particle accelerators to an old idea, pushing it past its best before date.
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Better to welcome the fragments of random knowledge.
Better to entice impressions that are on the very edge of becoming.
Crafting shapes from thoughts and seeing the best of it.
Paying heed to all viable means, where nothing is unalterable.
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To allow the brightness of a thought’s shimmering colours.
To enable the freedom of expression and poetic truth to go hand in hand.
To collaborate with a permutation of notions, fully capable of touching the heart.
To let slip small persuasions, and to draw a curtain on it all.
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Unthreading such a tapestry of moments taken for granted.
Unpicking without losing the thread.
Leaving ideas uncovered, exposed to the light,
And all resurrected from the jangle of a larger weave.
