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I ask not for the light; that my eyes have seen since I was born.

Nor of the darkness; that my soul knows from this cruel world.

But I seek; nothingness, that my weary spirit should finally rest, no longer knowing my coming or my going, my up from my down.

Not a thing should I know, nor shall I be.
And this is the afterlife I seek.

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Sep. 25th, 2024 10:31 pm
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Time;
There is always too much,
Or too little,
it is like beauty; we never like what we have.

Life is so fleeting, like drawing in the sand.
Everything has no meaning,
like looking at pictures of words you can't read or understand.

Self; what am I really? But this blood, skin and bones?
What is me; but a mind too sick to cope.
A self is too self important, or a self too damning.

This earthly plane is just suffering, always too hot, or too cold.
I stand the same; always too hungry, thirsty or in pain.

And of the soul, what shall I say?
it matters not.
For the place I go has no walls, nor sky, it is not constructed of the ideas of man. It is not a heaven, but nor it be a hell.
It is a void, a circle, a place where seeds grow.
In a sphere of water I lay out all my fears, and all my memories as I grow smaller still, a seed I was and a seed I will be again.
Plant this tree in a place of peace, or let me be nothing, for nothing is what I seek.

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