FORM is the unsubstantial
foundation that runs our world.
We are drawn to surfaces for their reality,
surfaces define form,
form reflects unity and history.

ORDER forms the spine of our efforts
to measure, control and understand.
We know "now", we remember "then".
If the two are diffrent, that is change.

SOUL understands the meaning of life
becuase everything ends in ruin.
We design, be build, we conserve, but the end is always disorder.

Is reality illusion when we don't even know what's out there?

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