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This is not poetry, this is a story.
There once was a group of people, each of them knew what they wanted in life. There request was simple, to live in peace and harmony. However, they lived in a world where once a man was nailed to a piece of wood for saying how great it would be if people were nice to each other for a change. So they went through their lives hiding their want from the rest of the world except me. I saw into them, I saw their secret desire. It wasn’t hard because I was just like them, but I didn’t want this longing to be hidden from the world. I realized that if these people were at this level of zen, they would no longer be people in anyone’s mind. To the outside world they would be crazy, so why not should we look any different on the outside. Luckily for me someone else had already created a species that identified with these people on so many levels that I couldn’t help but borrow his design. After years of painstaking work they were finished. They were small glossy blue boxes, light but hard. On one side was a small white circle the pulsed ever so faintly. It was these boxes that held the future. Each one was build with the up most care, ensured that they would do their job. Then one night all the boxes showed up on the doorsteps of every person who needed one. To those who didn’t they seemed like nothing of importance, but to those who did they were strangely attractive. With each one safely delivered I took out the last box. The circle started to glow a little brighter. Foreign thoughts crept into my mind. “You are special, you know what you want in this life but are unable to attain it. If only you knew who else wanted it, then you could finally reach it. But you can. All you have to do is look for them, and they in turn will be looking for you. Take a deep look at yourself and you will know who to look for.” Faces around the world glanced at mirrors and were met with a different but familiar face. They were looking at themselves, but their faces were blue. Their ears had changed, their eyes were not their eyes. None of them panicked, none of them feared. They had been blessed with the greatest gift they could, a chance to reach peace. All they had to do was find everyone else who wanted it, only no one was hiding anymore.
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![]() Beautiful... I wish that could happen...
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That was the most beautiful thing I've heard in ages, I wish I could meet more of us in person <3
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This is great...on so many levels.
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