Life Is A Strange Occurrence
One big episode of events scattered all over
in this vast and spanless occurrence, I have
now continuously moving, my energy is in
constant motion, the air I breath is eternally
there, I'm not.
It's always strange when I open my eyes,
the colors, the mist, the wind, the dismal ambience,
it makes me feel drawn to strangeness even more!
The one big unending space is obviously
unfathomable, how much more than
I could possibly see anything beyond me
is even strange enough!
everything is strange that we can not understand it
Interesting read. I feel it is one organized mess.
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