Poem -

Symptoms

Symptoms

Heaven.
Hell.
No such
places.
No such
constructs.
Save
in the
mind
of man
Concepts.
Earthly
concepts.
Human
concepts.
Heaven.
Hell.
Human
constructs.
Good.
Evil.
Human
symptoms.
Human
mirrored
image of
things.
Human
mirrored
image of
self.
Imagining
what is
seen.
Seeing
what is
imagined.
Heaven.
Hell.
Not
somewhere.
Not
someplace,
someplace
out there.
Not
unseen.
Resides
within.
Within
the soul
of man.
Heaven.
Hell.
Reside within.
Lived every day.
Within!

 

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The fish of the sea

Concepts of the mind! Interesting... do you believe we do this to cope John? Ohhh loved it a lot. Peace and smiles my friend 

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author
John Prophet

To some degree yes. I wonder if we met beings from
a different place with no concept of good and evil 
machine intelligence for example would they conceive 
of heaven and hell. Or immortal beings would they 
conceive of heaven and hell?
thanks for reading 

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author
The fish of the sea

Interesting yes, and when technology proceeds us and we become practically immortal and effortlessly advanced, are we not out own Gods? Wheres the need for somthing greater when anything is possible. Again great insight

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Being Me

Love this!  And I have to agree with every word written. Great thinking, awesome write x

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