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Deep thoughts

And deeper thinking,

Racing through consciousness

And barely ever blinking,

Eyes wide open

Mind-absorbing but like a sieve,

Retaining all the vital knowledge

But letting go of the useless garbage,

And when you think life is over

You realise it has barely started,

And finally when others think you’re gone

You’ll realise, that, that which you departed,

Is a mere fragment of existence

And that your journey is energy imparted,

With cosmic stars and galactic voids

And spiritual frequencies filled with stories so far untold,

Realising that being human is merely the birth

Of which we’ve never understood our spiritual worth,

In thinking and believing we are limited to existing on merely on earth

And completely ignorant to the experience that comes with riding the universal surf.