To walk the depths of the ocean would be my very wish from God himself, but for such a wish to happen
I would need to die, not to meet God (because he does not exsist), but because my lungs would need to
be cement. I will not be able to breath life into myself. Thus I cannot walk, and finally my wish is
unobtainable.
The blog of Knight's writings, of poems and flash fiction. See my book in process (when I have time to).
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Perfection
To have humans and perfect in the same sentence is unreal, not unless you have "are not" inbetween them. Thus I am to say humans are not perfect, and never will be. Never in any exsistance in time will any human ever be perfect. Never in the past, nor in this present time, or ever in the thousands of millions of billions of years that humans may exsist will they ever by perfect. Even if some believe in the perfection of one's self in the afterlife, it will never happen. For to believe in the unfortunate lies of a giant man of creating everything in the universe in just a week is absolutely insane. If humans were perfect then humans would know where they came from, there would be no wars, no disease, no lies, no killing, they would know where they are going, and all other things that are in need of knowing. Humans are no perfect as I said before, and never will be. If your ideas keep you from knowing or even just knowing the same, then you are wrong. There is no way in this universe that humans can be perfect, or we would know if there is just an ever expanding universe or if there are just many different in bubbles. So again, humans are not perfect. perfection is out of reach.
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