The Realized Philosopher

When every idea is mastered...
The art of subtlety commenced into the ephemera of time...
A fruitful mind will, no shall know...
That only the fruitful can agree.
Only the artist can understand
The peering question.
A snap crackle and pop for the inquisitor,
But, the artist shall know.

When every idea is mastered,
The master then becomes the teacher.
The joy of instilling the past
Of passing down a tradition
To the next generation of young minds.

The philosopher spent his journey learning what is
Wisdome... when he came to his own wisdom
It was simply chaff.
The eccentricities of bitter wars,
Of conflicts, diseases of the mind.
Upon the still of reason
The refinery of our liquor,
The wine of our words
Became infused with the mastery over the subject.
So that all was under the philosopher's domain.

Thus, upon his rood of wisdom,
He had only one thing left to do.