We go through life trying to fulfill

By feeling full

It’s easy to live in comfort and abundance

But maybe you drown,

Don’t live

And you just exist

Strip away luxury…

Could you be with just yourself,

And basic needs?

With only your thoughts for company?

Because we go through life trying to fulfill

By feeling full

We consume with our mouths

Pack, squeeze, cram...

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On The World as a Wonderless, Godless, Hopeless Abyss

[DISCLAIMER- I've done basically no reading on this topic so this might all be obvious. Also, I'm not even religious]. 

Despite what the title might suggest, I am a happy, agnostic young adult with prospects and ambitions for the future. However, despite my naturally happy disposition, I have always felt somehow underwhelmed. I enjoy life...

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Astarte, Holy Isis, Diana,

  unknown nymphs of wood or wave ,

all encompassing Nut,

 whose gracile arch holds up the heavens clear.

  of such fierce womanhood I would hear.

 But ever does my old lyre Wish to strum,

  Only for that bulbous bum.

 Hittite badonkadonk! Great ass of Akkad! 

Whose forebears defied the might of pharaoh ,

...

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PROLOGUE

A sharp stick

In rough hands

Searching plains

To make bodies temples

Over wood fires

Quietly smokes rise

To industry

(and thanking, we ate)

Today struggle becomes clammy fingertips

Yearning for

The slick touch

Of some ancient bones

That time had turned to sludge

But we're

Always seeking

Always making new temples

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