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Existence

A word between commonly used and never thought of clearly.

A word that opens up one line of thought,

But if tampered, opens up a whole new line of thinking,

A confusing word that makes you wonder what it would be like.

If your ancestors never existed,

If they were never even born.

What would you be like?

You would not be born.

What would it be like if you were never born?

Then it makes you wonder some more.

What was it like before you were born?

Do you even know what it was like,

When you were one or two or three?

Was it like you were in heaven?

Does God actually exist?

Will you live on in heaven in another life?

After you die!

Will it be like you thought being unborn was like?

Were you lying bodiless in darkness?

Will it be the same when you die?

All this word does is open up whole other lines of thinking.

It's a never-ending thought process,

Of what you were,

What you are,

What you would have been if never born,

And what you will be.

Existence.

 

                             -Christopher Frey

                                           (2003)

 



Wordless Meaning

There are things in life,

That have no meaning.

They have a meaning,

But, words cannot define.

The thoughts we have,

For why we’re glad,

Or why we like something,

Love someone,

Who we are,

Why we are,

They have a meaning.

That has no words.

A wordless meaning,

Can be a picture,

Why we don’t or do,

Like something,

Like someone,

Person, Place, Thing, Idea,

They all have meaning,

But, words cannot define.

 

                               -Christopher M. Frey

                                                   (2003)

 



The Act of Becoming with the Force

Clear you mind,

Be at peace.

Act only with violence,

In times of trouble.

 

You are encouraged to exceed,

To love,

To become a Jedi Master.

 

                     -Christopher M. Frey

                                      (2003)

 

This poem, that will go with my Star Wars Book: Simion the Outcast, is the way in which Jedi go by.  What they do and what they are encouraged to do.




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