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A poem...

Let there be light...
That was a joke, below is the verse.

Cut Off and Back Again, a thumb-tip's tale...

I cut off the very tip of my left thumb tonight.
It did not hurt as much as I would have expected.
I figuratively cut off a piece of my heart once, and that hurt soul deep.

I AM... that is the truth, it seems I always have been since time began.
Sure, maybe not in this current form, this monster organic machine I call "me".
But, connected to it since there was "it" to connect to... spread out over time and space.

I see that I am a part of the "Way", in the Taoist sense of the word.
The universe congregating in my body and brain so that it can look back on itself and say...


I've been White Rabbit rushing to my last day, and am only now beginning to see what the pocket watch has been telling me. It says to me... do you see my smallest hand, it shows you the thing of most importance. It shows that there is no need to rush, that time will pass on it's own and I will get to where I am going, regardless of my relative pace.

The key is to enjoy Wonderland while I am conscious of it.
'Cause soon I will awake and the dream will be over.

When I think I am fast, I look at the light, and feel as if I'm not moving.
When I think I am slow, I look at the stars and feel as if my time is almost nothing.

And most important is that you* know,
I Love You, Thank You... :^)


*"you" is meant to represent the entire universe and everything in it that has brought me to this point, and not just the readers of this blog. Although, my love for you is much more acute.

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