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The spirit of my inner life would perhaps
try to rediscover the harmony of rock climbing
where one becomes aware of their own existence
because you are at one with the rock, to leave
behind the vile rhetoric of the mob below, to
reach the top in my last moments so as to look
below grounded in my own divine ratio of natures
overshadows and aspirations to recognize that
my last hours on earth is not of abandonment
of life but as a change in natures patterns beyond
the probings of science,
hurling myself toward the elemental
duality of death and change and find peace from high
above the madness away from the unchangeable
nature of humanity.......

Or.............
if my first love wasn't married I'd call her up
and, well, you know, make whoopee until i drop dead !!!

2007-01-30 07:18:45 · answer #1 · answered by ♪σρսϟ яэχ♪ 7 · 1 0

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