Nexistentialism is Philosophy for Fun, an Art of Perception on the Nexus of X-is-tence where Phenomena Inter-are. Our forebearers' sacrifices are not in vain as we learn to embrace the opportunities we have today. Thanks to their tenacious efforts and shared wisdom! Most importantly, thanks to the Love despite it all! Nexistentialism embraces human nature to bear Witness to Art. Nexistentialism captures the performativity of a planetary stage where souls seek to savor life.
Mittwoch, 2. Dezember 2009
The Child
i, too, was there when you cried, i was there when you stumbled, when you exploded with anger, when you wept with emotion. i was there for you when he didn't come home and suffered alongside with you for his well-being. i was there when you thought the world was a dark place and i smiled at you. And i didn't question your commands. i was there to show you how important you are, how grand, how beautiful. i was there to love you, to trust you, look up to you. i was there to kiss your violent hand. i, too, passed you cleenex to wipe your sadness away. i was there when you worried and I was there when you slouched. I was there everyday and reminded you how life goes on. i was there because i loved you. And i love you still.
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