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Originally purposed as an adjective. But feels more like a place. Or perhaps it’s a vibration. The blue sky   The ocean The spanse of the horizon. They exist, multitudinously. Far from our concepts. I strive to accomplish, to be I wish to become similar to these Beings of marveled stature, Worlds of unknown. The all-encompassing Awe-inspiring limitless notion That we know as Incomprehensible.
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC
Endless.
Originally purposed as an adjective. But feels more like a place. Or perhaps it’s a vibration. The blue sky   The ocean The spanse of the horizon. They exist, multitudinously. Far from our concepts. I strive to accomplish, to be I wish to become similar to these Beings of marveled stature, Worlds of unknown. The all-encompassing Awe-inspiring limitless notion That we know as Incomprehensible.
August 7, 2018 12:23 PM Finished on August 16, 2018 8:55PM
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18/F/Seattle, USA
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC
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