|_Musings (standard:Psychological fiction, 193 words)|
|Author: Leif Tanner||Added: Mar 19 2009||Views/Reads: 1821/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Daily thoughts in a momotonous chore|
Sky. Infinate blue sky. What's seen and what's not seen. Sunlight from the Sun. Just one Sun. Washing waves of crimson over a rain-drenched plain. Dawn. A multitude of panoramic colours. All the colours of the rainbow. This scene. This Earth. Is it a gift from God? Is it simply a result or stardust, long since evaporated and transformed into a new planetary system? Formed by the violent deaths of long dead stars among the heavens before time had been measured? Human will. The will to imagine. To believe and envision. To create and make reality. To nurture the mysteriousness of all that nature surprises us with. Future generations. All living as one. One common goal. The continued existence of self preservation through procreation. A species without reason. Reason that cannot be understood. Complexities. The complexities engrained in our minds of our own existence and demise. What is the meaning of our existence? Of all living entities? To live. To one day return to the darkness in which we originated, hoping against the odds stacked upon all living souls that will one day we see the light through the darkness. © Leif Tanner Tweet
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