Whats our concept of time,
and whats our concept of reality
What does living really mean
and why is there fatality
Where is heaven
Where is hell
one can't even out the other,
whos our father
sister
brother
who is our real mother?
Do i really exsist,
or does our world only consist
of stars the moon
and starry mist,
am i floating in a snow globe,
deep in space just lost forever
and if that is so, then we can be
in anti gravity together?
{don't copy, this is 100 percent monica mondello! }
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so beautifully penned your philosophical thoughts! many time all this quest come in my mind too! 10+