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The Eternal Nature of Things

The Eternal Nature of Things

In the realms of ancient stars
where once we were born from dust,
the echoes still linger through the ages of time
offering a voice from wisdom past.
--We’re not ghosts roaming the earth round and round,
nor are we a mere amount of liquid and cells.
We are children of the universe, with endless possibilities
and living in a body that one day will return to dust.
It’s there, in the realms of ancient stars that we go
--back into the arms of creation as eternal stardust.

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Syd

I read a book recently that challenged the notion that consciousness is created by the human mind. It was about a very powerful near death experience. This write reminded me of that book. 

Proof Of Heaven is the book if ever you're interested.

Nicely written Bernadete.

-Syd

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Bernadete van d...

I’ll certainly look for this book,
it sounds very interesting, 
thank you for recommending it.
And cheers for reading my lines and sending me your thoughts.
Take care Syd.  B 
 

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Bernadete van d...

Greg, thank you for the visit. 
Warm wishes, Mr Etsell.   
Bernadete 

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Marion

Wonderful... never having been a physics person I remember being awestruck when I found out we actually are made from stardust.....how awesome is that x

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