what a shame that
I’ll never truly be
able to capture the
beauty of our own
universe
not in words,
not in pictures,
not in motions
but I see it
oh I see it
and it haunts me
so
just how beautiful
everything is
everything is unique
and interesting in so
many ways
everything has its
way and everything
has its purpose
everything is as they are
and I as I look out the window
and witness all of existence
I weep at my insignificance,
at my impotency in the
face of this marvel.
But Christ!
*how lucky we are to be
alive*
Jan 26, 2012
Jan 26, 2012 at 7:33 PM UTC
what a shame that
I’ll never truly be
able to capture the
beauty of our own
universe
not in words,
not in pictures,
not in motions
but I see it
oh I see it
and it haunts me
so
just how beautiful
everything is
everything is unique
and interesting in so
many ways
everything has its
way and everything
has its purpose
everything is as they are
and I as I look out the window
and witness all of existence
I weep at my insignificance,
at my impotency in the
face of this marvel.
But Christ!
*how lucky we are to be
alive*
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