Guest guest Posted January 11, 2006 Report Share Posted January 11, 2006 I keep slipping into that hole Where time goes And here I notice a vortex of myself Past present and future me-s Roads I had not taken for The fear in me Or perhaps I sensed an alternate reality Where I had already trudged this long And winding road, Traversing elliptical obscurities of myself Designations and proclamations Insinuated in the dawn of time immemorial When the gasses coalesced And a spark of light Became the knowing of movement And this I knew for sure back then, When my creature comfort had no bounds, Had no theories and evolved because, Just because it is the way of things, In the One thought of God, Becoming All That Is. Was. Will be. Love. Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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