To exist...
Everything coming from something,
Tracing and originating,
Following with our fingers,
The lines in the lineage of our trees.
No redwood grows so tall as existance,
That which is in part and whole all things,
Beginnings in which to simply exist.
Beyond where my eyes can see,
A dimension simply existing,
Extension of our being.
Ignorance cannot erase existance,
Life moves on if you understand or not.
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I will post here a poetic journal of my thoughts and my existence. I will seek to speak/write freely on the biggest things weighing on my mind. I believe in the power of people and the God we create in ourselves when we carry love and understanding inside us.
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