It is said the most advanced philosophy is mathematics
In this world of probabilities
There is no such thing as impossible
Only improbable
Yet in the infinity of time
The improbable becomes a certainty
And so as we close our eyes to this life
We will open them to another
Time itself only exists in one’s consciousness
So this transition will appear instantaneous
And in these transitions I will meet you again
And the reoccurrence of these meetings will be as one time
You and I together throughout all eternity
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sorenbarrett (
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I love how you touch on the metaphysical and philosophical with your poetry. I do believe we're all connected through one long and ethereal link. Can't wait to see you on the flipside!
Thank you so much Rocky for your reviews and comments they are always welcome. This may be the flipside.
The contemplation here for the reader is incredible. It touches on the very nature of reality, and how I think we can never really understand it. Does it even exist, what is time? I have my homework for the afternoon, and probably into tomorrow. Thank you for this wonderful metaphysical ride, I love it!
Dear Bella thank you so much for your review and kind remarks
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