The Absence of God

Aimlessly to walk; without direction nor fear as prime motivators.

Like seeds that the sower throws unto the wayside.

Nomadic ship; the spirit, the soul; the mind it’s disoriented navigator.

Mind likened unto blade, stone unto razor — sharp. astute.

Men who wish to stumble by grace upon a path; the path.

A path where no path lies. A path where every path lies

Like the points upon an infinite plane.

To trevail, to endure, to suffer; eons upon eons..

Only to find the avenue you deemed lead somewhere, really lead nowhere.

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