The world seem not in change,
What an illusion.
What is so unnatural about Man,
That he's stuck unable to move?
To overcome scattered neediness.
He's bereft and otherness thrives.
Otherness is lively.
Otherness is sustained.
Otherness exists for him yet he serves it.
Otherness is his mirrored origins.
Otherness conditions his existence.
Bereft of knowledge Man asks,
Why does otherness survive this world,
But not me?
Why does otherness works on a balance system,
Of which I only know its improvitions?
Why does otherness is still natural,
Its nature alien to me?
Bereft of knowing,
It escapes him.
That otherness has copied itself from him.
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Otherness(Poetry Book)
PoesiaThis book is about the Otherness and its roots and origins and its current matters at hand and the truths, about it, And all only brings us to God and to the highest knowledge about our selves.
