its nothing personal.
Its just the weather.
We all have the sun.
We all have the rain.
Wind
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Humans, as we exist currently
Are cognitively closed
To the concept of infinity.
We have a word, a name
For something
That is incomprehensible.
It breaks every law we know.
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And this thing you call God…
I think you want to think your life is being chronicled.
For if you are never remembered by man,
At least God would remember.
God is your ever constant companion.
Infinity doesn’t allow for this narcissism.
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Here’s the worst part-
That I am thinking these thoughts;
As if it matters what I think.
What I ever think.
What thought is ever had.
Infinity doesn’t allow for any meaning.
Absolutely nothing is more significant than anything else.
Comparison is irrelevant.
More the fool me
For I waste thoughts on these thoughts.
Waste of life. Waste of my time in existence.
The quest for knowledge.
The knowledge that no one has.
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I’m tired.