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Nature Abhors A Vacuum But Why Do Most People Hasten To Fill In The Blanks With Garbage.

Sometime Is That Appointment, The Final One To Meet. Let's Color All With Love, For Time Is Naught But Fleet.

Your Mouth On Mine Our Bridge To Cross And Serve Where We Would Go. Utopia Of Sensations The Flesh Could Never Know.

How Do We Define Consciousness, Or What Has Been Called The Human Soul Or The Spirit, If It Can't Be Quantified As Matter Or A Particle?.. It Can Be Quantified Or Observed Just By A Process Of Elimination.

Apart From Love, Which Is Not A Human Emotion, Of All The Rest My Last Words Would Best Read: It's All For The Experience.