HEAR MY PLEA

[ALine]

OH KNOWLEDGE WIZARDS! HEAR MY PLEA. I WISH TO BECOME "TO" POSSES THE KNOWLEDGE OF OLD! 

FOR IT IS YOU WHO KEEP OUR LIGHT ON WITH YOU KNOWLEDGE OF THE ARCHANE ARTS!

FOR IT IS YOU WHO KEEP OUR SPECIES FROM GOING BACK INTO THE DARK AGES!

YOUR POWER CAN LIFT MOUNTAINS AND DESTROY CIVILIZATIONS!

(p.s. I have asked for knowledge before, however that is when in a manic episode so I do not think that one counts)

PLEASE TEACH ME YOU WAYS!

WHERE CAN BUT A HUMBLE PEASENT BEGIN HIS STUDIES INTO THE MAGICAL ARTS OF THE SCIENCES!!!!

I WISH TO KNOW ALL SO THAT I MAY ONE DAY TOUCH THE EDGE OF THE UNIVERSE!!!

*flashing lights in the background as the sky grows dark and colder*

*joke/not-joke thread*

Edited May 13, 2020 by ALine
had to add that "to", make it more "knowledgey"

[dimreepr]

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

 

What would you do with all that knowledge?

[ALine]

A dream is nothing more,

than a sea filled with life,

full with the broken hearts of those before,

experiencing pain and strife,

 

wishing upon a star of light in which send theirhearts a soar,

upon their gaze and flying wings,

they jump in the sky searching for something more, 

 

in their flight they see the lands in which they never knew,

and on catching the light in which they had dreamed,

they discover something new,

 

That the world in which they once inhabit was nothing but a dream,

and that the knowledge in which they had captured is not quite exactly what it seemed,

 

they had not flown into the sky, but through a looking glass.

And upon reaching the end they realize something finally at last,

 

They had not been flying but simply seeing through their own eyes,

peering through a telescope, viewing their own demise.

 

And upon viewing of the world they see others fall,

those who are all still looking to the sky,

hoping to hear the sirens call.

 

So it is the dream in which I hope, 

to escape this land of mine,

to understand the stars above,

before running out of time,

 

to finally touch the edge of the universe,

before it is to late,

to inspire those who dream of the impossible as well,

before the world is consumed with hate,

 

p.s. not sure how you wanted me to respond so I wrote my own poem!

p.p.s. not good at poem structure soooo it might be a little bad.

2 hours ago, dimreepr said:

What would you do with all that knowledge?

I do not know If this is guided towards me or not, but I don't know, build a boat I guess. 

Power only exists for those who believe in power,

I just wanna make cool things and fly around because its fun!

Edited May 13, 2020 by ALine
added "me", changes there to their

[dimreepr]

17 hours ago, ALine said:

p.s. not sure how you wanted me to respond so I wrote my own poem!

My apologies, I forgot to credit P B Shelley for that peom, which in the context of this thread and your poem, you seem to understand well.

17 hours ago, ALine said:

p.p.s. not good at poem structure soooo it might be a little bad.

The structure may have some flaws but the meaning is clear, which I think is the more important part, so I think it's good, and it's flaws even adds meaning. +1

17 hours ago, ALine said:

I do not know If this is guided towards me or not, but I don't know, build a boat I guess. 

Power only exists for those who believe in power,

I just wanna make cool things and fly around because its fun!

Good luck on your journey... 😊

I share your thirst, but in the words of Richard Feynman:

 

Edited May 14, 2020 by dimreepr

[John Cuthber]

The boy stood on the  burning deck whence all but he had fled
Twit.


Spike Milligan.

 

[joigus]

I wonder why

I wonder why

I wonder why I wonder why

I wonder why I wonder

Richard P. Feynman

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[dimreepr]

14 minutes ago, John Cuthber said:

The boy stood on the  burning deck whence all but he had fled
Twit.


Spike Milligan.

I love Spikes poetry:

Quote

Maveric Prowles
Had Rumbling Bowles
That thundered in the night.
It shook the bedrooms all around
And gave the folks a fright.
The doctor called;
He was appalled
When through his stethoscope
He heard the sound of a baying hound,
And the acrid smell of smoke.
Was there a cure?
'The higher the fewer'
The learned doctor said,
Then turned poor Maveric inside out
And stood him on his head.
'Just as I thought
You've been and caught
An Asiatic flu -
You musn't go near dogs I fear
Unless they come near you.'
Poor Maveric cried.
He went cross-eyed,
His legs went green and blue.
The doctor hit him with a club
And charged him one and two.
And so my friend
This is the end,
A warning to the few:
Stay clear of doctors to the end
Or they'll get rid of you.