Saturday Morning Reflections – Steeped in alternate Rhythms

Does it rhyme? On a Saturday morning with the warm airy lights simmering down through the transient ancient blue layers in the sky, it definitely does.

Nothing is, but you are! You will be and will not be. Something cannot be and not be. When you cease to be, alternatives continue the rhythm.

All the drives and hunger for the yearning to be. All the manipulations and destructions to ascend and be. Every motive behind the deepest desires to be are but the fates that you imagined is for you. But, when it comes to be, alternatives continue the rhymes and alternates alter the narrative.

All there is to be, in the furthest deep of the unknown constants, nothing ever really is. For the yearnings and desires are nothing but tendencies fueled by insane drives and uncertain thoughts.

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