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the reality of existence
the ground I walk on... The sky's I look upon... The breath I breathe... And the thoughts I think... How can this be reality... You and I.. Two deferent beings... We speak and under stand each others words... And yet... No matter how much we speak we will never truly understand each other.... Life is so abstract and random... And yet we all go on living... Playing our games... The good one... The bad one... To me... This life makes no sence... Why try if we will just end up died in the end... Life is only as real as your thoughts... So now is life real?
Please comment.... :)
and try to answer the question...
Please comment.... :)
and try to answer the question...
Published 17th Jan 2012
| Edited 18th Jan 2012
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17th Jan 2012 11:55pm
You have a good poem in the making here. But you need to proof-read your poem: "the breath" (should be I), the final "breath" (should be breathe). There are a number of these mistakes. Finally, why conclude that life is only your thinking? Certainly "she" is outside your thinking, although you seem to say you have an image of her (the not understanding stuff). Have you ever asked her? Isn't there an objective universe outside your mind, as well as (perhaps) inside your mind? Are not flowers or black holes real?
marcella1
marcella1
18th Jan 2012 00:20am
Haha thanks... I suck at writing hahah... But ya al fix some things... :) thanks
11th Jun 2014 5:44am
Life is real only to those that wish it to be real and if you don't then its a nonexistent experience that is merely a hell hole that you cant wait to get out of it.
