When you look around, how do you see the world? From the body you inhabit to the dancing of the Heavens - what is it that you see?
Tell me. Tell me your vision of the self, the world, and the things seen and unseen. Show me your reactions and you will show me yourself.
The past has been, and continues to be, written. I know mine has. That's why I'm on this boat.
One last remnant, and finally I can stop searching.
Maybe your life has been chronicled too. Maybe your accomplishments and tragedies, joys and sorrows have been published in the church bulletin, school paper, city paper, or were even waved into outer-space with the wonderful technology at our disposal.
From inner-space to outer-space, we will all find what we seek.
But some things are harder to find. I can't even remember when I first started looking.
But I'm almost at the end. One last piece and my search will be complete.
So many resources have been used. So many lies. So much time. So close. So, so close.
Finally, I will be able to close this chapter and disappear. Back underground, off the radar. Hidden away. Anonymous.
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