I don't have a tether, or link. I feel caught afloat, adrift. Science is so devastatingly lifeless, for something that studies life so much. Sometimes we are too intelligent for our own good. Take an apple and bite it—this is life. Hold the hand of your lover—this is life. Run across the sand with the waves crashing on your heels—this is life. Life just is. And life is meant to be lived.
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Poetrysuppose Truth was a woman... * * * A collection of poems & thoughts about life and death and everything in between. * * * Disclaimer: Everything you read here was collected directly from my notes and journals, so please excuse any excess passion or...
