The spirit awakes,
Checking reflection,
Image within a shell,
Either male or
female,
The world is a movie,
An image like
projection,
In the energy of
light,
We move and we stand.
Nothing is real,
Nothing will last,
Try not to feel,
Never hold fast,
Do not consider,
What may soon be,
All is undone,
In entropy.
In shouted whispers,
The voices combine,
A tapestry of
thought,
Hanging in the air,
Some threads of
relation,
A patch of business,
Like a vapor it
passes,
Into the emptiness of
air.
Nothing is real,
Nothing will last,
Try not to feel,
Never hold fast,
Do not consider,
What may soon be,
All is undone,
In entropy.
Eyes see through
eyes,
An invisible
connection,
Passing through the
noise,
Passing to the souls,
With different
charges,
Sparks will occur,
With thoughts
incurred,
Through this door of
life.
Nothing is real,
Nothing will last,
Try not to feel,
Never hold fast,
Do not consider,
What may soon be,
All is undone,
In entropy.
As souls connect,
Hearts are awakened,
Love is not forsaken,
For creation is
fruition,
Of love from the
heart,
Love to imagination,
Imagery to the hand,
Reality has a start.
Nothing is real,
Nothing will last,
Try not to feel,
Never hold fast,
Do not consider,
What may soon be,
All is undone,
In entropy.
Time is the measurement,
Of temporary things,
As entropy commands,
This changing world,
Forcing us to hold
fast,
To things that are
true,
For love makes eternal,
Our thoughts and
souls.
All things are real,
No future or past,
The truth you can feel,
Of what truly lasts,
Of thoughts from souls,
The soul’s love will be,
The fuel of forever,
Beyond entropy.
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