This path of Origami started in the darkest depths of hell. Transcending as I climb mountains of bodies with in myself to find...
Life inits complexity dayfolds into night and the moon unfolds the starlight reflecting lights from the sun.
Sipping on coffee watching for ufo's though nothing is yet sighted. I continue to contemplate the exsistance of how many spieces could be..
Beyond our multiverse why are we not ashamed of ourselves so selfishly thinking we are the only ones...
Are we really just dust of the stars, gathered on a specimen searching for so long trying to discover what makes this empty shell of light whole.
Seeing through pillars of black holes wormhole through minds translating the universe and yet why are we still sleeping?
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