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Sep 8
This that I know, of Earth’s habitat.
It's true shape in form, is neither round nor flat.

This important information to you, that’s from me.
Has been hidden by the group, running our space agency.

First hearing of this, tends to overwhelm.
But the truth of our world is, we live in a realm.

This matrix was draped over us, a long time ago.  
The cup of lies will wobble and begin to overflow.

Using your heart to think, when looking at the stars.
Will dictate more experiences than the perception you think you are.

In  bugs, trees or anything,  everywhere you look.
Secrets of the universe, hidden between the gobbledygook.

Threads of light are connecting to every point in time.
Revealing to you the mountain, in which you need to climb.

Feeling the quickening of senses, I think we all can agree.
Is how understanding our reality, is setting us free.
Stephen Knox
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Stephen Knox  54/M/Norway
(54/M/Norway)   
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