But I'm pretty sure God invented everything in a poem.
A single poem. That described everything.
And ended up being everything.
You know?
Its good to look at a blank sheet of paper. Like a blank slate. Like a baby if you will. You can almost visibly see the possibilities. But that which brings excitement and wonder also brings upon the self grief. For as you look into this endless possibility you can see the possibility of that which is not good. The optimist will look and see a promising future. The pessimist will look and see a possibility of wrong-doing. Consider them as a lesson for the self as what not to do. To ignore either part of the possibility is false. Acceptance is key. The acceptance allows the self to adequately attend to the wrong-doing without extending and enhancing it.
People act as they do for reasons we know but can not remember.

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