Fertile Minds

An empty vessel at its start Capable of growing wondrous things They just need to collect the right parts To grow something truly sweet With so much manure thrown at them It all will grow a planted seed Adding the wrong kind will portend The growth of truly sour grapes I pray our youth will see the truth And learn how to pick and chose To see that healthy fertile fuel That will help their minds to bloom

Mental Journey

I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.

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