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Sandman Sep 2016
We will never know what's really going on inside each others heads.
Sandman May 2016
We are only but a tiny speck in the infinite cloud of the universe. What if the universe was inside you and that every subatomic particle ever created had its own universe. There is only so far you can go in the third dimension. What if we were to travel to a place where nobody has ever gone to. The zeroth dimension. Hence the absence of everything. The void. A place where we could just be and not have things to distract us from whom we are made of which is just pure universe. Thus in the  third dimension we are always in a system that is based off of  right, wrong, good, bad, is there a god and is there not. If we were to enter the zeroth dimension we would let go of time and all that shackles us from becoming the universe. Because there is no universe, it does not exist. Only universes within every single subatomic particles exist.  Free from this place were pain and opinion are its roots that thread like the intersections of quilts from old sailors boats. When you let go of everything that tethers you down you began to realize why you are here. We have all been told that the reason why we are here is to survive. To make money. But is that why we are alive? Are we so busy working on surviving that we can never understand why we are here and why we are doing what we are doing. They say that the meaning of life is by far the most complex ideology that will ever exist and that even the deepest thinking philosophers can not determine why we are here and what is the meaning of it all. I think I have the answer to it all. For why we are here. We are here, not to make ends meet and to survive. We are here to be. Just to simply be. To unteather ourselves from this third dimension and to become one with the universe.
I was inspired by Cosmos: A Spacetime Odyssey.
Sandman Apr 2016
Why do we live? We live for tomorrow. We live our presence so we can  live our future. It seems like we are always waiting for a certain day to come and we wait and we wait and we wait. But in the time we wait we never take the time to enjoy all of the moments that life bears upon us . Life is,by far,way too short to only appreciate a few moments worth of contentment. Even if we were to live more than once we would never be the same.


In my mortal presence I walk from time to time carrying only the frames that life gave me as gift. In her existence I can only assume that I am alone. These frame. This book. Pages will fall from the book then will be burned to ashes. Ashes that are dryer than flour. Resting in my hands now waiting to be blown. Blown across the universe. Stardust. Stardust. Stardust.
Sandman Feb 2016
When great minds collide, great things happen.
We are told that we are divided and separated and that we are not one.
That we are floating in the void like a leaf falling from a great big leaf maple tree.
When really we are not alone. We have other people to help us. We have friends all around us. Friends to make change. If we could gather all the minds in the universe and put them together we could create anything we  want. We is one. We is unity. Peace. Bliss. Freedom. Oneness.
Sandman Jan 2016
If you are confused it is simply because you have not opened your eyes. Open your eyes. Open up your eyes, see with eyes unclouded by hate. You perceive what you perceive, what you see is only a projection to your mind. You must be wise and sort out the thought and feelings that make you sad and the thoughts and feelings that make you happy. You must learn to control your thoughts, if you do not do this then you will feel pain and suffering. Happiness and sadness are all opinion, so there no right way to be happy and there is no wrong way to be happy the same with sadness. All you have to do is feel what feels right for you.
This poem is dedicated to my uncle who passed away a couple weeks ago.
Sandman Jan 2016
Long have we forgotton how to feel.
To look into natural eyes.
Long have we forgotten that there so exists a real touch.
All the while the world fades away.
A call, a text, an electronic message to distract you from a simple touch.
A hug.
A kiss.
A feeling to assure you that you exist.
Sandman Nov 2015
I am a time traveling being. A substance of the infinite universe. A multi-dimensional being. A vibration or light, time and space. I see through infinite eyes. With infinite possibilities. All the colors in the universe come together to create something beautiful. I am a creator of what ever I imagine. I am in the matrix so whatever I imagine I can create. Things are just projections of the mind after all.
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