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May 2020
There is no god,
You're all alone,
No sin, no saints,
No wrongs atoned.

An entropy,
Of time and motion,
But this Jesus stuff,
Is just a notion.

But it's ok
To think and wonder,
To gaze at stars,
Shimmy-shake with thunder.

One day we die,
Our one fear only,
Hope leads us all
To live less lonely.
There is nothing up there. Out there. But no god doesn't mean a useless, frivolous life... unless you choose that path of course. It means we are responsible to put meaning into our own lives. Be kind. Be calm. Be caring. That's it.
Hank Helman
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Hank Helman
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