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Agents

“It’s energy”: Alright. Is energy an intelligence? “Is the
Ghost an Intelligence?” Each posses wings; and each—an
Intelligence. “How to vet such?”—group experience; and
Fathom both, possessing properties of both. "Well: What

Separates the two”: inward dimensions, even innateness.
To experience is akin to objectivity; and to transform is
Akin to spirit. The two mingle; and thus, Spirit-Energy;
And thus, levitation; and thus, volts and spirit; and thus,

A revolution. “How do they fly?”—an inward dimension,
Even and inherent property: such a property inherent in
Us all; and thus, both properties speak to self: cultivated
Through intensity. “Is faith required?” Both exist despite
Faith; but through faith: dimensions are ignited; and
Through custom: both are set aflame; and I inquire both. 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!!  SUPERB!!........first poem of yours that I've actually .........thoroughly, understood..........such fantastic eluding to energy in it's varying forms...........and an obvious product.......of an inquiring mind.........the places where my mind spends most of it's time.........not only do I appreciate the Metaphysical qualities of this piece........but the poetic delivery is exceptional...........loved it!!...........smokin' grooves brother............   9 stars    FAV       .....you have no idea how much I LOVE this piece bro!!.......T xx

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Glenn Marchand

Hey Tony. I know that this is right up your alley. I appreciate the feedback. It is encouraging. I hope that your New Year is going well. And I thank you for the comments.

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