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(c) 30 (Life/Philosophy) Thought And Thinker

Response of a memory
An experience
An image that you see
Transient, everchanging
Seeking permanency

Creates the Thinker
Who becomes permanent
Assumes the role of a guide
The Censor, The Controller
The Moulder inside

A product of thought
This illusory permanent entity
WIthout thought, he is not
The controller is the controlled
Playing a deceptive plot

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I love the word lachryma - so much more evocative than tears. Yes, sometimes it is necessary to let the tears fall in order to find peace from pain and anguish. A lovely idea. Allie xxxx
Troubles shared soon depart... There is nothing like a loving heart...
Now this sounds like a wonderful person, one to hold close as a friend...marci.xo
JoAnn, this Lady Lachryma sound like a lady after my own heart. Great poem. Thanks for sharing it. Dr. Dodgy Dave