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Where do we find it?
I have searched inside
My mind
To find the first soul
I wonder
Is it mine?
Or am I just the last of a thousand lifetimes
Strung together in cheap
Meaningless beats like a drum
Without a skin
Flapping senselessly in a storm
We call
Life?
Is it where the first light shone
Upon a weathered rock in a primal mist
Supplanted by primordial ooze
Shocked by lightning
In the past, or a lab
Somewhere
Is a soul the definition of sentience?
Or does it only exist because we are there
To observe it?
I wonder if this ayahuasca brew
Will bring me retreat
From the broken and tarnished constructs of society
To meet that which I seek
Sorted out from daily drudge
Among the horrors of humanity
And animalistic bliss
Will I find it as a single file line?
Published 21st Dec 2017
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21st Dec 2017 7:06pm
Very philosophical, question the meaning of things, or even existence. Observation of feelings, it seems like that's the reason for their existence but then what's the meaning? I like it.
25th Dec 2017 11:19pm
to make me think like that.... i often wonder along the same lines and the horrible thing is we'll never know. and once we do, (if we do) we might have to start all over never knowing we knew in the first place! it's a string of questions and i love that these have been communicated. i hear you..
