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> all over i run

> looking for my god

> to explain to me

> all this thing about soul;

> this million-year question

> we each carry

> with us to our death,

> bequeathing similar puzzle

> to our children,

> the only question that

> we share common ground

> with our stone age ancestors.

> to live for all these years

> and getting to know

> that the most puzzling

> thing in the world is

> here just right in me!

> i run to the east

> i run to the west

> i hop to the north

> i hop to the south

> i read the buddha's works

> i delve into the hindu vedas, bagavad gita

> th bible and the koran.

> my body aches, my mind boggled

> the five senses numbed

> yet still ignorant of this

> tea-in-cup theory propounded.

> this prison that each of us

> is trapped; is it just the body or

> another dimension

> seeking freedom?

> seeking freedom..........

> how i am grateful

> that at least at this,

> i share common thought

> with buddha before

> he left his palace to

> seek for truth.

> truth i still seek..

> all that light in

> the tunnel theory

> getting me quite

> fearful and excited..

  "here lies the enemy

  i finally overcome for eternal freedom."

  my epitaph