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The war was lost
The treaty signed
I was not caught
I crossed the line
I was not caught
Though many tried
I live among you, well-disguised

I had to leave my life behind
I dug some graves
You’ll never find the story’s told
With facts and lies
I had a name but never mind

Never mind
Never mind
The war was lost
The treaty signed
There’s truth that lives
And truth that dies
I don’t know which
So never mind

Your victory was so complete
Some among you
Thought to keep a record of our little lives
The clothes we wore our spoons our knives

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I could not kill
The way you kill
I could not hate
I tried, I failed

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Leonard Cohen / Patrick Raymond Leonard

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One of the things that I have learned is that all I have to do is make an offering. That offering may be so simple, so innocuous and so easy to be ignored. So, often it is. But I have done all that is required of me to do. Whatever door I have ever so briefly opened is missed in the hurly burly, haste and ambition. I have offered a chance for a different route, an alternate path. 99% of the time these offerings are not seen, nor appreciated and thus discarded. By and large many see themselves as THE expert and perhaps imagine that I am to learn from them, to join their followers. For some they just want my shilling to add to their business.

People can be so het up with the notion of winning and victory that they have in fact lost and very badly so. They may imagine that their victory is so complete but they have been fighting an entirely different “battle” to me. I am not obsessed with winning, scoring points or getting one over on another. I am not insecure and do not need to show off.

Often, I am not fighting at all, merely offering. Strangely this is something many fail to see, especially if they are paranoid

I do not wish to inflict myself. If people do not appreciate then perhaps that is the way it is/was meant to be. Perhaps now is not the time. Perhaps this is not yet the lifetime.

People obsessed in mind and with face value can nevertheless miss the bleeding obvious and are totally blind to subtlety and nuance. They can fail to see what is directly under their nose and in front of them.

All I have to do is make an offering…

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Never mind
Never mind
I had to leave my life behind
The story’s told
With facts and lies
You own the world so never mind

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