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PHILOSOPHICAL SS the roaming postulations swirl around my head
I see the trails of them winding around me
if I can see it all then surely others can?
what use is this dimention if it exists?
can we, should we exist for nothing?
the narrow slits of occasion
where it is possible to see the why and wherefores
close so quickly a mind can barely comprehend
what are we then?
a concoction of conciousness
a collection of habits and emotion?
it is a condition of conciousness
to find meaning even where there is none
we construct it ourselves
the only way we know how
through our linear process
onwards, daring to think we are drawing lines of eternity
and let us;
for what else is there of an existence
except what we can make of it.
This Caught My Mind
where there is none
we construct it ourselves
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Imaginative humans. I love them all - like Jesus told me :D
You are the Beauts
I Feel the Felt
And want to
Tell them
How I feel
awww! a poem!
A lovely little quilling! Thanks!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."