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Evolution From Chaos
aging is a blessing,
of existent being...
where-in mind re-iterates,
repetitions that mark time...
as waves crashing,
upon some shore...
and seeing itself,
re-shaped by tides...
currents and weathers,
changing accordingly...
with respect constants,
that define the nature of time...
relatively speaking as a concept,
of ideas that illustrates reflections...
of the minds-concept itself,
as subject to it's own objectivity...
such that aging is growth,
of a 'sole' in a species...
of existent beings adapting,
according to defines of time...
constants that demand an order,
that is us perceiving ourselves perceiving...
accelerations relative a speed limit,
constant on the growth path...
of consciousness and belonging,
to a continuity that becomes clearer...
as the mind is subject to itself,
and not so much that outer world...
that is seemingly the change and cause,
where-as it is the mind that effects itself...
as being the very definition of relativity,
with respect the changes the eyes see...
stan sand
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