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considering alignment. Written by Singmia Just Cuz
04/11/03 8:48 Questionable fathems of thoughts... Do we not...wonder, if there is any point of a zenith to it... Perhaps, momentarily spacious reflections, point to the happenstance of being simply alive... All things that are manifested thru the triosk of being... Makes me...feel, your...outside of yourself... Standing there...in some kind of no thing... Wandering, and yet, peaceful...because the exhistance of...presence in the parellels of being... crossed a reflection of myself... All that I am...seems to be a whirl of colors in a huematical form...of formlessness, therein is the guess of... Considering Alignment. With Respect given, SingMia THIS IS A POEM NOT a SCIENTIFIC EXCERP FOR RENDERING DEFINITION OF MY WORDS AMONGST YOUR THOUGHTS...Just read and enjoy...Thank u. | |
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