My truth is plain, it’s clear and true —
Learn through life, yet death cuts through.
Choose what calls your heart to heed,
For attention’s worth is all you need.
Endless rote is wasted breath,
A path that leads to nothingness, not depth.
Sincerity’s the core, not just a brain so wise,
The craft you choose, no matter its guise.
It’s not of magic I speak, don’t mistake,
Here and now, for truth’s sake.
Desire must burn, a spark to ignite,
To reach the stars, to claim your right.
Even I, at times, found the journey dry,
But dreamed of wonders, aiming high.
Never forget, let it be your guide —
Knowledge lives when it’s applied.
2025-03-06
I will learn
My truth is plain, it’s clear and true —
Learn through life, yet death cuts through.
Choose what calls your heart to heed,
For attention’s worth is all you need.
Endless rote is wasted breath,
A path that leads to nothingness, not depth.
Sincerity’s the core, not just a brain so wise,
The craft you choose, no matter its guise.
It’s not of magic I speak, don’t mistake,
Here and now, for truth’s sake.
Desire must burn, a spark to ignite,
To reach the stars, to claim your right.
Even I, at times, found the journey dry,
But dreamed of wonders, aiming high.
Never forget, let it be your guide —
Knowledge lives when it’s applied.
My truth is plain, it’s clear and true —
Learn through life, yet death cuts through.
Choose what calls your heart to heed,
For attention’s worth is all you need.
Endless rote is wasted breath,
A path that leads to nothingness, not depth.
Sincerity’s the core, not just a brain so wise,
The craft you choose, no matter its guise.
It’s not of magic I speak, don’t mistake,
Here and now, for truth’s sake.
Desire must burn, a spark to ignite,
To reach the stars, to claim your right.
Even I, at times, found the journey dry,
But dreamed of wonders, aiming high.
Never forget, let it be your guide —
Knowledge lives when it’s applied.
My truth is plain, it’s clear and true —
Learn through life, yet death cuts through.
Choose what calls your heart to heed,
For attention’s worth is all you need.
Endless rote is wasted breath,
A path that leads to nothingness, not depth.
Sincerity’s the core, not just a brain so wise,
The craft you choose, no matter its guise.
It’s not of magic I speak, don’t mistake,
Here and now, for truth’s sake.
Desire must burn, a spark to ignite,
To reach the stars, to claim your right.
Even I, at times, found the journey dry,
But dreamed of wonders, aiming high.
Never forget, let it be your guide —
Knowledge lives when it’s applied.
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