In a world that marches onwards like clockwork in space and time, clearing out the old to replace it with the new, churning and disintegrating organic matters on a constant like, like they are just matters.

And the nature of time is illusory.

And the nature of life is cyclical.

It boggles me how people dish out thoughts and believes with exactness, yet, grounded with little truth.

Misconception and ignorance rule our world. They rule my world.

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Isn't faith just a pill that people take when they are faced with uncertainty and doubt?

Didn't beliefs suffer from ridicule when facts and laws arose?

In my tumultuous mind I find no peace.

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Drugs and ecstasy, sex and carnal lust.