To think is to breathe
To understand is to feel
I inhale all spirits
and exhale the world.
The stars are made up of
your ears and your eyes
The space in between
is the stuff of your mind.
There is no Heaven
and there is no Hell
There is only what we
create for ourselves.
Dec 1, 2011
Dec 1, 2011 at 2:46 PM UTC
To think is to breathe
To understand is to feel
I inhale all spirits
and exhale the world.
The stars are made up of
your ears and your eyes
The space in between
is the stuff of your mind.
There is no Heaven
and there is no Hell
There is only what we
create for ourselves.
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