as I walk through the valley of flowers
I will think there is no God. as I cut my
wrists - I will still think there is no God
as the ground is nourished with my flesh
will there still be no God? Then why will
I return as a tree? a causal connection btwn
a seed falling, and me decomposing: dear friend why do I
even decompose - why am I not just plastic
but that too is recycled: as we are till we escape so instead
as I walk through the valley of flowers
I will think there is a God. as I cut my
wrists - I will still think there is a God
as the ground is nourished with my flesh
there still is a God and as I return as a tree
and you as a bird or worse as a man who sits under trees, we
will have this discussion again why exist
why not just exit
why not believe
