Do you ever sit and wonder why we are all here? Sit with me a while and let me bend your ear. This is not a story of trouble or strife. It doesn't consider the age old struggle between husband and wife. This is a tale about, why it is we have come to endure, all of life's never ending fascinating allure. Did you ever stop to consider why you think to touch before you feel? Maybe because a thought is there but an experience is real. This is why we all have come to be. The elephants and lions, the tiger, bears, even the flea. Long ago before the dawn of time, there was only one thing like the sublime. All that begun before the beginning, was the apparition of existence the architect pervading. There is only one who has made all things in creation, and he is not subtantive but a belief in circumspection. We speak of him in a physical form, but that state for him is not the norm. For he is not a he or she, yet both can he be. The old ones say, that we are all like him in a corporeal senses. What I see is more an entity of immense omnipotence. He said I am therefore I can, and so it was that time began. He is all that was before this time, and so it is we come to find the meaning of the rhyme. We are simply an experience, one cell each, just a pebble on an endless beach, the being mankind.
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