HOMAGE

The forethoughts that are in the front of my mind are mere cabooses in the infinite consciousness that supplied the substance and structure of the essence, out of which the forethoughts evolved.

Its reality, an indifference mold, of the shell, from which caring was birthed.

To that I give homage and to that, my incomplete glimmer of existence yearns to return.

For this life, for the very substance that allows the breeze to blow, breath to fill my lungs, breathing a subconscious function within a biologically, chemically, atomically, metaphysical body.

An unconditional giving to all; and for all existence.

Humanly fathomed in an emotion called LOVE.

To that I give homage, and to that my incomplete glimmer of existence yearns to return.

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