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I Am
I stand upon the mountain
peering upon the deluded visions
Of mankind's whimsical theater
The stage not quiet visible
Standing by disgruntled judgment
Infuriated by the knowledge
Of mankind's beguilement
With his delusional existence
In my arrogance and possibly
Self deluded wisdom
I wave my wand
And all of existence vanishes
For what is that which I perceive
Except the deluded beguilement
Of my whimsical minds eye
As I wave my wand
I am and my creation is
therefore can you say
Who am I?
Sa`ge cabalis 2001
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Poetry 5