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Dec 2015
Nothing matters.
Therefore, everything matters.

The world is devoid of meaning,
except for the meaning we give it.

Whatever we do, whatever transpires,
all is an act of


We are creators, we are the ones who create.
We are He, we are She, we are all, we are none.

All is change.
Permanence is found in impermanence.
There is no death.
Only a change in form.

I sit and ride the wave.
Written by
Sarah-Depression-and-the-5150s  Murder capital of the US
(Murder capital of the US)   
     john p green, NV, JDK, The Dedpoet, SJ and 2 others
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