Sep 17, 07
The very existence of life is forgery
Nothing is original
Living is stealing
Breathing is plagiarism
Nothing is new
Only old repeated
We fit in the frames of those before
We unassumingly conform
To spent ideas
To past misdeeds
Endless patterns of disarray
Organized only by repetition
A writer writes what other have long written
A photographer finds only the familiar
A speaker moves people just as any can
A musician finds no new notes
A politician tricks in the same ways
A leader leads as all before him have
People do not change
People cannot change
The random patterns of life
Are accrued by the first spin in a story
The new angle of a photo
The sensation of a crowd
A fresh progression of notes
The deception of all
It is these instances that make
Each life unique
Uniqueness is the endless repeated forgery of humankind
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