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Being
"There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is always like a sketch. No, "sketch" is not quite a word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture." (Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being.) Poetry or Prose.
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Born as a being

We enter existence,existing in an entry into the unknown .We stretch our new born heads in wonder and awe,light and sound,the wonder of nothingness.Then our feet touch and our bodies begin to form,our reality begins to blossom like a plant firm in Virgin soil.we reach with our innocent eyes,pulling a mother's loving embrace to tears,that cultivates and helps us grow.

We break free,uprooted by our desires leaving behind the foundation where we took our first steps.Running into the wind,while the breath of love from a mother's goodbye sculpts and strengthens our frailty into a tree,buried in the concrete and steel.

Then the light and sounds beckons us home,

as we bend with the winds of time,til our limbs decay and fall into an abyss of the unknown.Then a tear falls that was conceived in love,that nourishes our being into a brand new existence.