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History

out of demons
living in our memories
is born,
the monster, andĀ 
human.Ā 

Ā©Lost

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Tony Taylor

Dear brother poet LOST!!..... it seems to me that humans were born from the Achilles heel of one of those Greek Gods!! (smiles)...... perhaps my history of the world is a little askew!!...... cool read my friend!!...... LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo ?āœ³āœ“ā˜€

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Lost

Greek Gods eh! Then I've got to find out why I don't look like one. Wouldn't have hurt. Thank you Tony

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Richard Waters

:) I do enjoy studying history with progressive dichotomies developing processes which spark puritancical and pagan meanderings through egocentric concerns.
You have to challenge opposing views with equal authority divulging objective misanthropic presumptions in a careful, procedural manner dictated by governing criteria. Do you achieve full diagnostic potential of this topic relative to guidelines ?
You may do , if parameters of assessment are brought into a testifying arena willing to act according to your vision. You must relay intention with balance and prioritizing considerations to maximize rewarding response. Restrictions of the standard approach are always the enemy here.
Having said all of this, I sense regard for factionalized formula created by precedent which holds you in good stead when assessment or analogies are conceived, perceived and believed !Ā  :)
Wishing you continued discoveries of creative passionate inter-plays, between opposing forces.Ā  :)
Good one.Ā  :)Ā  Take care.

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