Those possible impossibilities
They cloud my brain
With all sorts of uncertainties...
How can there be such a thing as infinity? -
It's got to be an impossible impossibility.
What about the concept of prophecy?
No way, no how, can't be-
Does time really travel in all directions?
What an impossible impossibility!
Okay—here's the Big One-
Who invented God?
Is He a figment of His own imagination?
Hey man—that's just plain odd.
I think, therefore I am.
Or least I think I am.
Is Life one big nightmarish dream
Or just a puzzle piece of God's perfect scheme?
Those possible impossibilities...
They storm my brain
With such creativity.
Forever we'll live to Infinity...
That Great BIG possible possibility.
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