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Concept For a Creation

imagine all these things stretch the mind to infinity imagine this stark beauty imagine imagine imagine silence so intense that the flap of a bird wing crashes like thunder and the dropping of a pin reverbs and deafens darkness so intense that black shades to gray in comparison and a struck match blinds with intensity emptiness so bleakly empty that the concept defeats and despair rolls in so that one does not exist imagine imagine imagine imagine this stark beauty imagine all these things and the scene is set

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Speaks Volumes

Date: 8/25/2023 3:42:00 AM

All our senses heightened to past melting point, extreme to the point of infinity, acute to the realm of a tuning fork being unheard, and never to be heard, a soft spoken word. Yes terry the scene is set...... Oh my what you can do with words,,, Sends a tingle down my spine.

Terry Ireland
Date: 8/25/2023 6:12:00 AM

Am in absolute awe of the minds that coukd conceive and flesh out the Big Bang theory. Your intro to this poem is pretty awesome too. Many thanks