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Never born. (Free verse) by | Broken |

It's really weird When you cannot grasp something which is right beside you Something which is just a breath away Just inches from where you are standing now It seems to get farther away The moment you reach out for it The moment you long for it It just scampers off Living you all alone In solitude Then you start to wonder Whether it's all real Whether everything seems to be too good to be true Or just something virtual Are you actually living in your fantasies? Planning about your perfect life Imagine that it could happen Just hoping and wishing That everything will turn out right for you The way you always dream it to be In that deep corner of your heart You know that it would never happen Everything's fake .. You are fated to live life this way You never get all the sweetest things in life .. Sweet? Yeah .. But consider it sweet nothings that will never end .. Are you brave enough to look at your reflection for another day .. It won't be that much long now .. When you're tired of it .. And you just wish that .. You were never born in this world.

zodiac 14-Aug-05/12:40 AM
"The itchiest itch is only a shadow of some greater almighty itch" is the most illogical thing I've ever said, and I feel it to the core of my being. How ya like dem apples?

You're not answering my point. CS Lewis' proof of God is the transience of earthly pleasure and his feeling that there's got to be some better pleasure out there. If you felt that earthly misery was pretty tepid overall, and you just KNEW there was some greater, higher misery out there, what would that be proof of? Um, God. My examples are exactly the same as CS, except mine make God sound kind of like a jackass, in my opinion.

And this is all bum thinking (or feeling?) to begin with. For all the reasons above. To wit, there's no reason to believe a word like, say, satisfaction means 'some perfect state of well-being pretty much unattainable in earthly existence'. Your problem, if I may say so Dovina, is that you keep forgetting words are just things we made up once.




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