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RT @Vanil_AIce: A poem of Existence.@ExistentialNoHo .There was no first, no flash, no sound—.No sky above, no waiting ground. No voice to….

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So when you kneel beneath the sky, And wonder why you even try— Don’t look for meaning pre-defined, Let stillness answer with your mind. Not purpose placed, nor fate decreed, .But breath— the only truth you need.

From movement, memory, time was drawn— And through that crack, the world was born. And we—not planned, nor well composed— Are where that trembling question closed. Not higher forms, not chosen seed— But motion. Memory. Need.

It did not hope, it did not seek, It breathed. And in that breath: unique. A flicker stirred, then pulled apart— The first long echo of a heart. It split to see itself anew, Became the dance of false and true.

No god, no ghost, no guiding hand— Just stillness stretched across the land. But stillness twitched. A ripple came. Not thought, not soul, not yet a name. Just change—unasked, unshaped, unled, The kind of shift that lives in dread.

A poem of Existence.@ExistentialNoHo .There was no first, no flash, no sound—.No sky above, no waiting ground. No voice to speak, no eyes to see,.Just being, bare, and simply be. No plan in place, no grand design,.Just hum and hush, no “yours” or “mine.”.