I once read somewhere that long ago warriors did not give their names
To give power unto many
is like having a hand in your
And so remain unknown to the world
that tries to absorb you in its rocky, airy
and watery prisons.
For impassioned moments pass and leave
behind a drugged soul. And so
remain unknown to this world except
to thine own true self.
For not even one-self ever truly knows
or understands self fully. So leave the
running of mouths and gunning of
words to the fools, who when the smoke
clears, melt into the gusty dust of the
shifting sifted sands of earth
Instead stand on the simplicities, truth and
unwanting bliss of the ignorant.
And when the time is right
they will know.