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Yoga is the plural form of yogurt because yogurt is also for your soul.

The soul is plural in what it can contrive.

A romantic who prefers romance to be still.

A dyslexic dog seeing himself as a god.

The idea that a thinker’s porn is blowing his own mind.

Act as if life makes sense but we make it nonsensical.

It’s not fun unless we believe in what we imagine.

What we imagine exists as long as one person believes.

Act as if life is nonsensical so we can make sense.

When we add sense, we add meaning.

But meaning still exists where there is no sense as long as one person believes.

I am that one person.

Where will that nonsensical meaning go when I die?

To the next person, of course.

This is the sensical discourse of life.

Where chaos passes along order and order passes along chaos.

Act as if life needs us to believe this.

Act as if sense and nonsense rely on our being.

Act as if possibility exists because there’s an if.

I am the one person who doesn’t believe this, therefore it exists.

It will cease to exist in the next person and, in that form, exist.

The awareness will be there but won’t.

Awareness is both positive and negative.

Positive is both positive and negative.

Negative is both positive and negative.

Where there is, is balance making sense making love to nonsense.

It’s gibberish unless you think about it.

And if you think about it, it’s still gibberish.

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