The meaning of life
What is the meaning of life? I have come to believe Before the dulling of my knife It might have cut to the truth, Everything in our universe is remembered, Recorded in the motions of things Smaller than the mind can contemplate, Shaping everything that comes after Knowing this, that when I am gone, All that I was is forever building, Creating new things as unique as I am I've come to understand, Life is a present to the universe, All that we do, All our knowledge, All our experiences, Everything we accomplish Is put into that gift, When it comes to the inevitable time That my gift must be opened, I want my present to be The biggest and best it can be.
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Mental Journey
I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.
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