Crystal Mind Poem by Nathan Coppedge

Crystal Mind

Rating: 4.0


If you don't go crazy in an iota you may not want to do any kind of work.

So, the world might be populated by crazies and by secret lazies.

Who is missing?

There are substances that mean business, I call this vim.

And those with a crystal mind, that might win.

And those clouded by anger which causes pain.

And those that pleasantly assemble things again.

Which of these things causes reason?

I would choose first crystalization.

Secondly, those who assemble are quite good.

Third is madness, because it is quite true.

Lastly anger makes things fade to blue.

Tuesday, September 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: crystal,genius,mind
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Rediscovering the intellectually enlightened state called crystal mind after two years of mostly mud. Seems to just require willpower, the right knowledge, and enlightenment.
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