Poem 103: 1:55am

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1:55am



I think, that we are automatically connected to someone in the existence of the universe... That, a single human isn't the full potential of their existence. That in every life, they're reborn to find the person that completes them.

They could spend their whole life not finding the other half of them, so they die without someone. But if they do find them, then it's what we call true love. Not just loving someone on a in-love basis... But the person that you makes you whole. That literally completes your existence, the end of your mission.

Imagine how many people in the past, or present--will never, or have never found their soulmate because they were of the same sex. And they never thought of it, or gave it a chance. So many other instances could lead to them not finding them... So they come back.

That's why we're so attached to finding other planets and other potential life.. Because our other half could be on a complete other planet, or galaxy.. And it's like a calling, or a force that pushes us towards finding them...










But then again, it's 1:55am, and it's just a conspiracy theory.

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