No Reality to Echo From

No Reality to Echo From

To live is to echo a reality 
In which there is no reality to echo from
Because reality as we know it isn't here, nor anywhere
It's always moving
It's always echoing
It’s always shifting and filtering within itself
It's always relative to oneself
To itself 
So what does the echo…echo?
The lives of one another? The memories?
It's the stories, the legends, the anecdotes
the laughter, cries, pain, pleasure, sadness, and happiness, shared among us 
That is the echo, that our Reality
The reality with no reality
The echoes that are relative to us as people that also echo in the echo
Bouncing like waves from reality walls
Walls that keep us going 
Echoes in our reality
Reality in our echoes in which there is 
No reality to echo from.
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Agustin Avatar
May 28, 2026 at 3:39 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, 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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