What He Doesn’t Remember


The soul, forgotten by
everyone and himself,
Wakes up now and then
On his illusionary faith,
That the world has become rigid
after 13.8 billion years of age.

What he chooses to ignore though,
is the underlying vacuum
In quantas of the light, the mind,
and of knowledge in …

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The Fruit of Life


The wise one liveth in this world,
and so does the coward.
One, unafraid to see the edges of existence
while the other, unable to discover his essence.

This world is a vast ecosystem
beyond anyone’s comprehension.
You and me, the rocks and the rain;
the majestic beauty of …

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