The Practical Ones

The ones with anchors cast into the hardened rock bed upon the shallow shore of reality and reason

those whom wear the eyeless masks made of the realists :

masks made of earth, dried and sealed upon the skin, chained upon their skulls, lock and key forever lost.

the ones whom adorn the thick lead garments of practicality and logic

will never know the sweetness of the unknown nor the glory of the abstract absurdity of the pulse of existence; forever trapped walking in circles in the shadow of themselves.

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