i’ve reached the last page of this book
and if i don’t write between the lines
this is the last poem i’ll compose
so i should make it sound profound
but what is there that i can say
to change this world in which we live
i don’t believe in god or hell
so all i have is you and me
is this perchance the gift of life
to realize there’s nothing there
except the love that one might feel
towards a person dear to them
i’d like to think long on this thought
but i don’t have the time or space
suffice to say that were i wise
i’d say to you god bless the atheist
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A man with a lot of strange experiences in my life. Haven't traveled that much per se, but have lived in a lot of different areas. English is the only language I have mastered, and the older I get, the more of it lose. Seniorhood gives me more time to self-reflect, but since time seems to go much faster, it feels like I don't have as much time for living as my younger selves did. I believe in spiritual atheism and responsible anarchy. These do not have to be oxymorons. Imagination is an incredible tool.
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Thank you for your proposed blessing from god. But, thank you no. I’ve seen what those blessings do to human thought and reason.
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Wonderful poem; wonderful thought – and that last line: priceless in its deliberate contradiction. (There’s a word for that kind of expression but, as with most “big” words, it escapes me entirely.)
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The closest t,hing I can think of is juxtaposition, but I cannot say for sure.
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