…..life is pain, I believe this is its aim, where’s the true gain in pain if pain is the aim, there are no new plateaus, you lucky life gave you toes, listen to someone who knows, this ain’t the life you chose, feels like the creator’s exposed; omnipotence is un-embodied, it feels like we’re sleepwalking karate, from no existence we was torn, it’s no pleasure being born, life is a constant sunset, we’re pawns on this jawn, the Big Bang was just the chessboard being set, before the opponents scratched their heads, the imagery is captivating, but it has seeds of pain that will make you strain, trying to see who’s the blame, but pain is the nature of things, life uses it to make you take flight, without it we wouldn’t reach such heights.
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You saying there is some meaning to it all, even if it is only pain?
No.one can know that. There quite possibly could be none.
Human beings subconsciously project themselves outwardly, as expected and unbeknownst to them that projection acts back upon its creator… all of god attributes are our own, God is the destroyer, a jealous god etc all are human aspects and characteristics..
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