Posted 5th November 2014
Some people feel there is only one way to format these poems
Though others say there are dozens
We all have hundreds of burning questions about the Truth
We have studied the Twelve Lines
And I used to be the only one searching for the Truth.
But now you know the Truth can be found thousands of years in the past
And for millennia civilizations have come and gone
Some grand civilizations
Others great gross cesspools of lies
And thousands more still
Centers of civilizations who justified their rule though the death of thousands of scapegoats
But painting this picture is worth so little
To the billions of people on our planet
If the Truth is not shouted out on the highest peaks to the Quintillion stars in the sky.
Notice there are a lot of numbers in this poem. Try to get one per line
Math is not the way. Keep your mind focus and centered in the problem in front of you and you might be able to see the light to guide you.
Each line has a number. Centering them all you can obtain this
100000000000000000 This a candle in ASCII art. stl.la/candle
The music in Last Moment of Truth .