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Life in Color




We know what we are capable of doing, we
only lack the ability and confidence to know, we
can complete the thought, that does not want
to be completed as yet, that we are all
god's, still an illusion captured through all of
imaginations as we know for the now.

We may be human, only we have no idea what
we are here for, nor do we care who created
us, where we go, after we continue to exist
without our knowledge, that we were ever

Logically, we play our part in perfect order
caring about nothing but what happens from
moment to moment, all we have in mind are
thoughts of being young, what we have done from
day to day, believe in what we were taught, and
live the best we can with love and compassion.

Literally! we have no proof of being created
no proof of moving on, living, loving,
learning, using our abilities to acknowledge
we are of sound mind, with or without
questions we shall go on till man exist
no more and everything keeps revolving
over and over again with no evidence
that this world ever existed only
marvelous wonderment of a curious

How we play games in color! what
a way to live!


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