A rock's sparkle,
Once only nature's manifestation
But once set in man's bias
Alters its destiny,
. .Destination
Beyond its will
Its hide sliced and shed
Impaled by incisive machinations
. . Fascination
Unsolitary in the throes
of replicated agony
Then bound by an infinte loop
of fool's gold
. . He oft spoil what he would hold.
--> Location unknown, some time in August 1996
Such is the pain of a natural diamond, reshaped and mercilessly cut by man into his own perception of beauty. Sadly, such is true of man's manipulation of material and other people in order to fulfill his fascinations.
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