why are we here

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    why are we here

    not much did i think of such  when i was young,to ponder life and death as a part of growing up, but i see the plants the grass the weeds.  flowers and trees, react as we,  all the living earth  must adhere to the rule.
    why are we here?
    is it to entertain a being,or aliens from a distant port, you can accomplish great things, and one day.  your old! there is no turning back,   no left  no right
    no up or down, no rewind you wither away, and you ask what is the point of it all? why is there death? we accept the order of things thats the way it is,
    from death comes new life? but what about my life?ive tried out on the life
    scale, and now its time to say good bye, but why? ask a question because this has no answer, why are we here, why are we here? from history ancient to
    present day, from the universe  beginning and expanding galaxies forming and stars shine through the heavens why are we here, look at your inner being beyond the
    realm of what, why and where, time moves all no matter what or who,
    unknown to us is the future, why are things the way they are  is it real or
    part of a dimension that makes it all happen, it really doesn"t matter
    you may ask yourself,  why are we here, why are we here why  are we here, why are we here, why are we here why are we here.

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    jimmycee commented on why are we here

    08-28-2010

    thank you tempy

    Tempy commented on why are we here

    08-28-2010

    and one day. your old! there is no turning back, no left no right no up or down, no rewind you wither away, and you ask what is the point of it .... remarkable phrasing

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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