Philip Daniel Cook

Core Of Beliefs

You have fangs for war.

That peace comes from resolution branch.

That and we stop fighting for a equilibrium.


They are separate entities,

and if an all knowing deity doesn't

exist-we must be the greatest creation

to defy all created.


And when Death smiles at all,

that in another life I'll defy

what you call humane.


Through the eye of the needle.

A puzzle incomplete until the end of time,

a maze you can't compress.


By unbecoming you have 

blood in your veins.

That immortality is a game



Command your heart for war.

Conquer all your children's army.

And declare you have the ideals.

Still we are not seeing the future.

Only the glass half empty.

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