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Imagine a world without

Imagine a world without suffering, our Bodies would be numb. Just imagine a world without fire, cold to the touch. A world without scum, sickly and kind. Imagine a world without the devil, a world without purpose nor morality due to vice and versa. Imagine that no one could ever die, endless mindnumbing seas of people searching for loved ones smiling senselessly. Imagine our world changes like no other, what would you really change. Would you change the colors or hues or would such a thing even exist. Life is like masterpiece untold by the stars. The more we try to control it and change its obscurities the more they worsen. Proclaimed by those above the rank and fawder. Its true beauty can only be seen by the maker. We are simply prospects and critics. We know not truth only personal gain. Per morality there are millions of marbles in the world. All ever so slightly obscured only by the shine of another. What and how can anything changed from this worlds base truly be good without the constant need of us? Corrupt is an invention from an innovation of and incident. One could call up the word science and define it was all started by precipitation which led to trillions of deaths a year. Another would say it's bad but that is simply a concept. The system works better then any we have ever formulated. Every system is made to fail. New ones take their place. Death upon rebirth. Shall we continue to complain? Of course we will and we should be thankful for it.

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Imagine a world without

Imagine a world without suffering, our Bodies would be numb. Just imagine a world without fire, cold to the touch. A world without scum, sickly and kind. Imagine a world without the devil, a world without purpose nor morality due to vice and versa. Imagine that no one could ever die, endless mindnumbing seas of people searching for loved ones smiling senselessly. Imagine our world changes like no other, what would you really change. Would you change the colors or hues or would such a thing even exist. Life is like masterpiece untold by the stars. The more we try to control it and change its obscurities the more they worsen. Proclaimed by those above the rank and fawder. Its true beauty can only be seen by the maker. We are simply prospects and critics. We know not truth only personal gain. Per morality there are millions of marbles in the world. All ever so slightly obscured only by the shine of another. What and how can anything changed from this worlds base truly be good without the constant need of us? Corrupt is an invention from an innovation of and incident. One could call up the word science and define it was all started by precipitation which led to trillions of deaths a year. Another would say it's bad but that is simply a concept. The system works better then any we have ever formulated. Every system is made to fail. New ones take their place. Death upon rebirth. Shall we continue to complain? Of course we will and we should be thankful for it.