Below is the poem entitled Life Bubbles of Joy which was written by poet
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~The fount of life’s bubbles having a desire to be, becomes many bubbles
of love’s own state or desire to continue. Life bubbles into four seasons for
reasons of changes preventing mere human concepts from becoming obsolete
conservations in control. As life's being bubbles forth holding uniqueness in life forms, each and every one is remarkable in itself of origin. Many would say,
"Life is like an assortment of lively bubbles."
~The human species is a dream bubble of the higher nature, “I would Say!” A paranormal dream living in its lower nature pending one's transition into the higher
consciousness. Can a dream respond against one's own identity as man's
knowledge and develop a model army of one's own ego; love being the first
impulse? Can an individual formed reply, “Why was I formed thus?” Life bubbles
are akin to human consciousness, of Love’s paradoxical notion, to be are not to be.
~"We shall today we shan't tomorrow!" Humanity hath not expression of his own
destiny this or that way, "For human nature hath not yet conceived in adulthood, the
exuberance of man place in infinity. Love knows not a today or tomorrow for
love is today and tomorrow, in the bubbling off of shape.
~For life's stream of a human being that persist in shallow government would not
yet be a person format in full payment by faith in the source, would he? For the now,
the subject of testimony provisioned of, is the constant guide, people should rely
on its divine tracks; besides nature's plan guided by divine reference, there is non
~As for me, I will recommend, support and arise as a bubble of humanity’s
meaning in life, as long as I have the paranormally significant amount. I shan’t
exchange nor change my right of authority. I shall provide bubbles of irrepressible
joy and happiness as they are the paranormal measure; I shall hear of and rest in the design of divine pattern... "I THINK!"