Theorem The Truth Serum
Saladin, A Samurai, A Buddhist, And An Alien Queen - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum
Somedays I wake up and feel like I am living on an alien planet.
Where no ones ideas are anything like mine.
I'm more eastern like Saladin, the Samurai, and the Buddhists.
Saladin who embodied the generosity of the Lord.
The Samurai who lived and protected with honor.
The Buddhist who sacrifice themselves to conquor evil.
Where in the west do we have this?
The west has become deeply shrouded by their own self interests.
They don't care who they topple over, just as long as they still exist.
I live in a parallel universe to our own that is based off of altruism
and not the selfishness of empirism as our constitution is.
John Locke and Ayn Rand have great ideas of personal property
but they are still based off of selfishness and selfishness is not a virtue.
What I am saying is...I'm trying to look for my green skinned alien queen
who can atleast understand my positions because my real
position is love and I live to protect it with
the shield that is my heart, body, and soul.
Where ever you are, when I find you I shall bow to you and
be your knight in shining armor who will protect and love you
as Sir Lancelot loved and protected Lady Genevere.
Does she even exist or is she just like a bedtime dream
soon to be completely forgotten no matter how great it is?
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