Our Souls Are In An Infinite Cycle Poem by Michael Fischer
Our Souls Are In An Infinite Cycle
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Our souls are in an infinite cycle
of existence and non-existence.
Knowledge of our prior activity
lies inside the ninety percent
of our minds we don’t use.
Blankness occupies the other ten.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: lies
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8/29/2026 7:31:45 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
So that means we're operating on pure energy! Short yet powerful write - speaks volumes. Also explains why we do the things we do! Linda :)