before I am I was
Once I was only imagination a dream of something an echo stretching back to the beginning of time a stem that bound me to the universe before I came out of this world of flesh blood bones.
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Once I was only imagination a dream of something an echo stretching back to the beginning of time a stem that bound me to the universe before I came out of this world of flesh blood bones.
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No choice in the matter ...or is there?
We plummet into this realm whether we choose it or not .
You were
You are Marc
PS you are a great thought provoking word stirrer !!!
Getting aboard the paid subscriber train now I see. Good for you! An author needs to make some extra mullah somehow. I'll have to look into my moth-ridden wallet and see if I can scrounge up a few bucks. No promises though.
I like what I read so far though! Has those "I Had A Dream" vibes. Like a sage stirring up a tale.