Carried by eternal hands to the bondage and beginning of life. Over and over again. Once able to walk we follow some paths and others we make. We chase life and in doing so find death. Only to be resurrected again to toddle on our way to drown ourselves in the lake of possibilities. Cleanse our souls of past memories and be renewed on the sands of time. Life's a beach.
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We trend toward entropy. A series of events both fortunate and unfortunate. Unfolding in time and space. Transformation from energy to mass and back again. We speak to the broken and the unbroken chains of what could be, never was, and yet always will be the greatest mystery.
We speak to you.