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Nomadicus Simplus

 

Et partica omen yon familia-riskus fortunas, glorias, corazanus; feastus clementinus, celebrata limons and limas, frescas bittercas et curiousea.

 

Passio, madragas, babes, innocencia, warrionaires, consola con grievas ception sola abundante felixes, union ception sangra.

 

 

 

Simple Nomad,

 

This particular omen of your family-risking fortunes, glories, hearts; feast of Clementine, celebrate limes and lemons, fresh bitterness and curiosities.

 

Passion, songs, babes, innocence, warriors, console with grief only of abundant happiness and union of the blood.

mOod: Sporadicus Portalis.


Posted by BrutMystik at 20:19 on May 3rd, 2009 at 8:19PM (updated May 3rd, 2009)  
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Hillborn
Posted on 08:57AM on May 4th, 2009
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood." I wouldn't claim to know its meaning, but I like this.
BrutMystik
Posted on 10:05AM on May 4th, 2009
Thank you, Hillborn. Thank you.
Lilt
Posted on 10:10AM on May 4th, 2009
I really like what Hillborn said. I would like to add, I think that is true of all art forms.
BrutMystik
Posted on 10:14AM on May 4th, 2009
yes Lilt, you are right. The poem only means something to me, I guess; just a letter to someone I haven't seen in ages. Thank you for commenting, friends! Have a beautiful day :-)
UnoriginalForumID
Posted on 10:16AM on May 4th, 2009
Everyone wishes they were a simple nomad sometimes. Just walk away from the problems and maybe find new ones... but walk away from those, too. I dig it.
BrutMystik
Posted on 10:22AM on May 4th, 2009
Thanks UFId. When someone walks away from you, it is good to watch them for a while, and then head off in the other direction. Maybe someday your paths will cross in that mystical desert...
UnoriginalForumID
Posted on 10:27AM on May 4th, 2009
It's bound to happen. Deserts are only so big and straight-lines are only straight for so long.
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