humans be, souls will see
A purified reality as humans we be a soul drifting through an unwritten chapter adapting to the world that it sees heaven our known existance our spirit is starving for peace open your eyes to the world that surrounds you its beauty refreshingly bliss existing; a continuous cycle life a souls only home purity is found within every living vessel as a soul is the purist of forms This is basically my theory on existance.. the meaning behind this, is the gift of life is heaven, our souls are immortal andexist only within the form of life.To me the beauty of the earths entirity, and the complete freedom we are given as a living creation is as good as it gets, how couldanything beany better?...open your mind.. the afterlife is right in front of your eyes
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