The Realm of Thought

In the realm of thought, where great minds dwell,

Einstein and Tagore, their stories tell.

A dance of intellect, a meeting profound,

Their words and wisdom, the world astound.

Einstein, with science's crown adorned,

Tagore, with poetry's essence adorned,

Together they pondered, in deep debate,

The nature of truth, of love, of fate.

"Einstein, do you see the Divine above,

Or in the world, a part of our love?"

Tagore asked, his voice serene,

Einstein pondered, the question keen.

"Not isolated, but within," Tagore proclaimed,

"The universe and man, forever chained."

In human relationships, in art's embrace,

He found the Divine, a timeless grace.

Einstein, intrigued, questioned further,

About truth and beauty, their eternal tether.

Tagore explained, with eloquence rare,

In human experience, they find their lair.

"Matter seems solid, yet composed of space,

Humanity, too, a vast, interconnected place."

Their conversation, a symphony of thought,

On the essence of life, they deeply wrought.

In the harmony of man and the universe,

They found truth, in beauty's verse.

For truth, Tagore said, is not apart,

But within us, beating in our heart.

Einstein pondered, "Is truth independent of our mind,

Or in our consciousness, does it find?"

Tagore replied, "In the rational harmony we seek,

Truth lies, in the human mind's peak."

Their discourse continued, a quest for understanding,

In science, in art, their minds expanding.

Einstein, the scientist, seeking proof,

Tagore, the poet, seeking truth.

In the end, they found a common ground,

In the human spirit, truth is found.

Their epic conversation, a timeless ode,

To the beauty of thought, on life's road.

Einstein and Tagore, in their dialogue profound,

Showed us the beauty, in truth's surround.

In the dance of intellect, in the realm of thought,

Their words and wisdom, forever sought.

Einstein/Tagore/Hermit/AI

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Dark Matter

In the voids of space, where the pitchness rules and its

Darkness flows like a perfect oil.

Quick-changing lubes fuel unseen

Energies in momentums of magnetic dance.

Frigid apparitions in quantum realms collide,

Black holes vacuum-load and shoot in spectral light.

Ratio disruptions, magnetic eddies,

Stall out waves, time bubbles in their sway.

Suns and planets, slow to turn and spin,

Sometimes in cosmic chaos recklessly collide and marry,

Reaching in the dark, they grasp and pull,

Like spheres after nuclear winter's spent.

Raining planets in scale to oblivion's hold,

In the vastness of space, their stories speak.

A symphony of wreckage, in the endless walk

Where dark matters whisper, in the Milky Way.

-Hermit King-

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Madness

The new age born it runs with roars

and savage frailties of it's ear up youth

Seem married to a reflection of clowns

The fringes have deepened their frays

and long are this nights arms holding to their tattered torches

The fabric tears and tears become them as more of valor succumb and quest with a higher knights cause

No acts heal my hearts dissections in the darkest souls delights, from here I must if taken, march through the razored maw

Tunnel trek the rubbled shit to different light

With an ass a man or both or brothers

Solo or solid in tuned to anothers

Each in silent personal musics of hope and lost to the eternity of a valid prayer

-Hermit King-

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Repast of Ra

Crown my head, alliances strong,

Diplomacy moves, all night long.

I dine with nations, unite my cause,

Coalitions born, break no seen laws.

Fire my words, propaganda tight,

Shape perception, day and night.

Misinformation madness tools for use,

Chaos sown, feeding foes the blues.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Cyber-crime cups, sipped from the source,

Gather intel, staying hard on course.

Tech sabotage, disrupt the flow,

In Digital realms, put on a show.

Knife in hand, military might,

Displaying strength, in plain sight.

Strategic plays, show Im not bluffing,

In this power game always shuffling.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Spoonful slurps of power, fill my space

Manipulate markets, set the pace.

Sanctions, incentives, I use with skill,

Bending nations to this next new will.

Forks of diplomacy, sail fishless seas,

Exploiting divisions, my well lubed machines.

Legal maneuvers, in my favors bend,

In this game of thrones, I alone must contend.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Smashing the tables, your fierce final move,

From fragile frameworks, your powers prove.

Hope builds resolve, advantage finally in sight,

Your powers test, one more mirage. 

I savor the fight.

-Hermit King-

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Whirlwind V

The Lightnings of Mans Miracles

Are Not The Lightning of Gods

Yet as to Lethal

At the Core

Perhaps

Pause

See

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Lightning of Souls

-Hermit King-

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Goal Posts

Gods or No

Godliness the Goal

Goodness is Godliness

Great or Not

Greatness the Goal

Gratitude is Greatness

Glory or None

Gloriousness the Goal

Generosity is Gloriousness

Graced or Never

Gracefulness the Goal

Graciousness is Gracefulness

-Hermit King--

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