Memento Mori; Memento Humani

END, Truth, Pain, Life
The beauty in the death of life lies in the life of death.
I sigh in my mortal flesh
Of my mortal thoughts and ask
Should I remind you of your true nature
and your pursuit of final free freedom?
Or your unilateral universe burdened with unending pursuits and endless marathons?

I lost the battle in the East before the West
In these tattered, splintered, useless shreds of crown diamonds
Soaked in the eternal muddy pool veiled with ignorance

I have from my graves will learn
Love, Live, Ask, Think
Suffer, Persevere, Listen, Learn
While wailing waves woven with worry of 
                    SAMSARA

I will dodge raindrops before they pour
And challenge myself to a duel with a mirror
Breath, Move, Grave, BEGIN!
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Agustin Avatar
July 7, 2024 at 5:00 AM
I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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