As I recall I remember I wasn't anything at all. I laugh as I stare into the empty flesh of decay. How much pain before it blends and becomes the same. What's the difference when apathy is hopeless when all we feel is real. When we recognize the lies for what they are. We feel as though we belong, liars lost in seas of bodies dying of disease, trying to fight free, failing miserably and its called destiny.
I am what I always was, the same thing we've all become, I am the body of life achieving design completed in time to die. I'm afraid the dreams are real and fantasy means as much as truth when we examine what we see. Just an experience in the eyes of god felt to be passed on. Don't deny we are one, for when I bleed do you cringe, do you fight the pain, can you feel it writhe beneath your skin? Do you ask are you alive within? or Has hate consumed your mind? have you drown out everything? Are you lost to rage?
Its all the same accept your fate as being alone because you are found here amongst friends we aren't so different. We all feel one way or the other together we are each other. Its not debating what is wrong or right its debating how to survive. We are alive we react and interact it makes us think how long until we think for ourselves. Children playing matured games of dominance we fail to rise above this. We can take the beast out of the man but we can't take the man from the beast. We cringe with deceit as we laugh at jokes aimed to hurt those we desire to repeat. There is a reflection of each and everyone inside each and everyone, who knows how far we could become as it is the nature of all things to evolve to higher beings.
This is not a mental distress but merely the address that those without mechanical enchantment are in need of genetic enhancement. What is right, what is wrong when we are here to survive together as one.
I collide stress and drain my mind of bodily harm as I realize the futility of refuting life as anything but alive. The trees grow, the rivers flow, the mountains climb, the sun shines and harmony echoes. Who are we but illustration of godliness aware of our own existence.
Regardless if god be manmade or the creator of man, god is real. How else can one summarize the unity and balance of the perfect harmony of our existence? For when all attempts fail to separate the truth from fact and mystery reveals itself to be science all along with what means can we say God does not exist?
I am what I always was, the same thing we've all become, I am the body of life achieving design completed in time to die. I'm afraid the dreams are real and fantasy means as much as truth when we examine what we see. Just an experience in the eyes of god felt to be passed on. Don't deny we are one, for when I bleed do you cringe, do you fight the pain, can you feel it writhe beneath your skin? Do you ask are you alive within? or Has hate consumed your mind? have you drown out everything? Are you lost to rage?
Its all the same accept your fate as being alone because you are found here amongst friends we aren't so different. We all feel one way or the other together we are each other. Its not debating what is wrong or right its debating how to survive. We are alive we react and interact it makes us think how long until we think for ourselves. Children playing matured games of dominance we fail to rise above this. We can take the beast out of the man but we can't take the man from the beast. We cringe with deceit as we laugh at jokes aimed to hurt those we desire to repeat. There is a reflection of each and everyone inside each and everyone, who knows how far we could become as it is the nature of all things to evolve to higher beings.
This is not a mental distress but merely the address that those without mechanical enchantment are in need of genetic enhancement. What is right, what is wrong when we are here to survive together as one.
I collide stress and drain my mind of bodily harm as I realize the futility of refuting life as anything but alive. The trees grow, the rivers flow, the mountains climb, the sun shines and harmony echoes. Who are we but illustration of godliness aware of our own existence.
Regardless if god be manmade or the creator of man, god is real. How else can one summarize the unity and balance of the perfect harmony of our existence? For when all attempts fail to separate the truth from fact and mystery reveals itself to be science all along with what means can we say God does not exist?
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i think i need sleep.
God created man?
No no. Man returned the facour.
He DOES exist, but only because people are convinced. The issue of God is a real issue, for billions have died in his name. We continue to give it a fucking title, and we continue to address it as real. And since we're THAT convinced, if he were real or fake, it wouldn't make a fucking difference either way.
But he exists only because we made him.