Monday, June 13, 2011

Very Unfinished.

In that madness,
We rot
In that ecstasy
We decay
There is no reason
for love
There is no reason
to stay.

Nothing is whole
Everything is unique
All is one
None is all.

If there is none of nothing,
If there is much of everything,
How can oneness exist
And how can difference survive?

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