mystifying biology

an austere look overcomes me when i realize it is the consideration of ourselves that is defect we assume that the answering party is humanity aiming to create something bigger than ourselves this is something that does not exist called us i am a follower of the way and i love the unity i do my best to remain on the path that is not lying while i consider us to be a reflection of vanity an image composed out of the essence of our being opposes my ability to wake up from this dream i find myself laughing out loud with my mouth open i watch information pour like a waterfall dissolving corrosion is turning in the present past and future glorious is the beholding of our mystifying biology while divine gears are grinding each moment done so we become something perfection decides to talk to the void is deep and empty until a face in it is found of man and what he is both before and after he dies with society floating like a dark cloud in cyclic life funneling the harvest of souls raining back unto itself

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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