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September 14, 2020

Snowflakes are like beliefs

No two are exactly alike

It isn’t until some outside force

Compresses them together

Squeezeing out their uniqueness

Into a semi solid ball thereby

Losing their special individuality

Causing them to collectively

Be hurled at a person or idea

That causes the most harm

I cherish my beliefs

Built out of fine vapor

Tiny crystalline structures

Solid in their fragility

Not quite frozen in time

Rather in each subsequent

Moment till the next

Occasionally melting

Re-forming more beautiful

Stronger and light reflecting

Am quite sure they match

No one else’s at all

How could they they’re mine

Tied to my subjective experiences

Neither from book or sermon

Archetype or ideology

Leaders or laws

More or less fragments of each

Coalesced into consciousness

As serotonin for the soul

“People are wonderful. I love individuals. I hate groups of people. I hate a group of people with a ‘common purpose’.

‘Cause pretty soon they have little hats. And armbands. And fight songs. And a list of people they’re going to visit at 3am.

So, I dislike and despise groups of people but I love individuals.

Every person you look at; you can see the universe in their eyes, if you’re really looking.”

George Carlin

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