Something so wide.
How dare we dumb down something so vast
Something so incomprehensible.
Who are we to give It a name in our fallen tongue?
Or speak of It with corrupt lips?
What right do we have to attempt to quantify
That which is infinite?
To walk the path of understanding is not a journey
For the destination is an eternity away.
Ergo it is a walk of fulfillment
To give substance to this vaporous existence.
A walk towards the light.
A search for truth.
Love.
God.
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