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The possibilities, impossible to be seen in one life. Will I live to see beyond our worlds pain and strife? As the key to existential ascension begins to inflate, My mind sinks deep into a superconductive state. I believe in life, one which god did not create. I believe in time and space, and the universe's fate. Beyond our planet, billions of miles away, Live similar beings asking the same questions each day. Chaos and complexity is quite a beautiful thing, The future determined by the flutter of a wing. Floating through turbulent space in a living vessel, In the womb of the universe we comfortably nestle. A flash in the pan and a speck of dust, We live for tomorrow, because we must. But why? A question that lies forever in time. All we can do is benefit and continue the future of mankind.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 8:46 PM UTC
The Grand Scheme
The possibilities, impossible to be seen in one life. Will I live to see beyond our worlds pain and strife? As the key to existential ascension begins to inflate, My mind sinks deep into a superconductive state. I believe in life, one which god did not create. I believe in time and space, and the universe's fate. Beyond our planet, billions of miles away, Live similar beings asking the same questions each day. Chaos and complexity is quite a beautiful thing, The future determined by the flutter of a wing. Floating through turbulent space in a living vessel, In the womb of the universe we comfortably nestle. A flash in the pan and a speck of dust, We live for tomorrow, because we must. But why? A question that lies forever in time. All we can do is benefit and continue the future of mankind.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 8:46 PM UTC
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