I am the peeler of the universe,
I cast away all insurmountable source retreats,
Nor ridding the horse of dictatorship
I ride my own dragon called Principle.
I search the true identity for mankind.
To FEW I make sense, to many I make NO sense.
The world is filled with imitations, compelled to let both sinners and saints,
to live as one, calls themselves brothers and sisters,
yest they imitate one another.
I am the yolk within the EGG,
I am the a inborn verdict from conscience.
I am the centre of the circumference,
I let winds of fears and pessimism blows aimlessly,
I am the cyclone that generate it's power from calm centre.
I am Philo, I rode my own cart,
the only sledge to the FUTURE.
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