I have to say .How is it important and why does it matter.Where and when did you first have this question.Also what influenced you to ask this question. There can only be two reasons one would ask this question.To either find an answere to an inner question.Or to start a debate between people to pick apart thier views and opinons. Ok since weather other people think there is a god or not doesnt matter.Also if you are the perciver who is perciving you. Sense we are experinceing life which with out thought or better yet what is called you.Will go on has for a long time. So the question is not about anything other then do you exzist. Does the person who posed this question exzist. Theres that possibilty you have an account. You ask a question that is traped with in your ego that only you can answere for your self.Depending on how much you fear death.Or how comfortable you are with your on mortality. Me I view it as ok I was not dead before I took my first breath.I was not dead before my parents ever met.But yet here I text.And the only concreate evidence you have im here are these texts or what they where called when few could read scriplture.Words of faith that I am here so to speak.So try this on how bout I decide you dont exzist.By never checking this post so you cant debate with me.I want care and you will carry on wondering about what does not matter.
You will have never exzisted to me.And theres nothing you can do. And just like that theres your answere. You decide regardless of evidence or fact which is mans fictional ego which is made up of those that influence you most. It like your question belongs to you in your ego your life your world that you think you percive life but life is with out you seeing it tasting it or smelling it. So take away all those things.take your vision away take your sense of smell away your sense of hearing and sense of touch. Then what do you have. Just your ego perciving it self. Lets go one step further lets say you where born missing all these senses.You never having had felt,toched,anything never hearing anything never tasteing any thing. So with no words sounds or any way to have them.What would you be.You would be just life just alive just living. So for me your question poses a debate for me. Do you exzist. Scientist can say you in theory you do.
But if one asks such a question they most be in doubt of themselves .The only
one this question can be answerd by.
So I dicided you dont exzist. And am sticking with it faithfully. I have figerd you this site is a delusion of my mind to go to sleep.Waking in the morning to you having never exzisted.Very simple right. But you didnt want simple you wanted either proof or a way to descredit someone. To prove a postion you had already taken yet you asked.And even a logical mind realizes on a subconsous level you new already its just you in there. But not to worry as soon as I finsh this you will feel no hurt or pain or suffering in my world where I experince life not perciving it but being aware with no ego feeling the wind tasting the food hearing its sounds as I so choose too.
If you ever wonder why I decided you do not exzist. It was my will.

I have to say .How is it important and why does it matter.Where and when did you first have this question.Also what influenced you to ask this question. There can only be two reasons one would ask this question.To either find an answere to an inner question.Or to start a debate between people to pick apart thier views and opinons. Ok since weather other people think there is a god or not doesnt matter.Also if you are the perciver who is perciving you. Sense we are experinceing life which with out thought or better yet what is called you.Will go on has for a long time. So the question is not about anything other then do you exzist. Does the person who posed this question exzist. Theres that possibilty you have an account. You ask a question that is traped with in your ego that only you can answere for your self.Depending on how much you fear death.Or how comfortable you are with your on mortality. Me I view it as ok I was not dead before I took my first breath.I was not dead before my parents ever met.But yet here I text.And the only concreate evidence you have im here are these texts or what they where called when few could read scriplture.Words of faith that I am here so to speak.So try this on how bout I decide you dont exzist.By never checking this post so you cant debate with me.I want care and you will carry on wondering about what does not matter.
You will have never exzisted to me.And theres nothing you can do. And just like that theres your answere. You decide regardless of evidence or fact which is mans fictional ego which is made up of those that influence you most. It like your question belongs to you in your ego your life your world that you think you percive life but life is with out you seeing it tasting it or smelling it. So take away all those things.take your vision away take your sense of smell away your sense of hearing and sense of touch. Then what do you have. Just your ego perciving it self. Lets go one step further lets say you where born missing all these senses.You never having had felt,toched,anything never hearing anything never tasteing any thing. So with no words sounds or any way to have them.What would you be.You would be just life just alive just living. So for me your question poses a debate for me. Do you exzist. Scientist can say you in theory you do.
But if one asks such a question they most be in doubt of themselves .The only
one this question can be answerd by.
So I dicided you dont exzist. And am sticking with it faithfully. I have figerd you this site is a delusion of my mind to go to sleep.Waking in the morning to you having never exzisted.Very simple right. But you didnt want simple you wanted either proof or a way to descredit someone. To prove a postion you had already taken yet you asked.And even a logical mind realizes on a subconsous level you new already its just you in there. But not to worry as soon as I finsh this you will feel no hurt or pain or suffering in my world where I experince life not perciving it but being aware with no ego feeling the wind tasting the food hearing its sounds as I so choose too.
If you ever wonder why I decided you do not exzist. It was my will.

Seems to me very selfish.Also being thats its family where would love play a role.
Of course one would interact with family.
But that kind of thing is out of lack of self worth. How would one have found anything
that made it more then just physical interactions. How could you justify. And the how did you meet thing? Ok so what you got in common blood lol. I mean its either a brother or sister. If a cousin then what in the hell yall do for small talk does it feel good or Hey cuz you know how to do it.lol
Any way its up to the people it pertains to I suppose.

Thats a profound thing to ask.What is your idea of a friend.Is therr a mind set you like.
Does age play a factor. Define your terms there is such a broad concept of what a friend is.

Ok I really loved the flow in the first 4 stanzas. The ending kinda hit me like a stop sighn.Had me all awwws then bam.
Lol this was a decsent write though out of what I have seen on this site the best yet.
You really should go to a site you got some good flow.

This was pretty good. I hate how this site sucks as far as placing the stanzas.
But not a bad go of it. Simple in nature driven by perception. Keep writting a great way to express ones thoughts

Cradle me O' cradle me the grave.
I love your claws, digging deeper in me.

Your eyes the devils delight.
You rip my flesh as we coincide.

Blood soaking rain falls on me.
As our evil starts to devour the sea.

A hurricane filled with all of our pain.
That beauty of yours like a sharp needle plunged deep in my veins.

That red love of ours thick, wicked and obscure.
We droped to our knees begging for more.

The needle junkies hum thier songs
of pain.Our love sending them to an early grave.

Dont worry baby, you tell me the same.
The lie I told you, is the lie you told me we're both to blame!

As we choke the life from each other.
One more evil, but not less then the other.

As with anything, as with all.
We must draw and end to our evil ball.

So we look around at this new death
we have found.Only ones left living are gaged and bound.

No it is not like us to leave witness's around.We just wanted others to suffer in, the beauty of the sweet sin that was abound.

As we dance with our demons rooted deep in the ground. Its apparent to all what, we have found.

A love so true and profound.
As we will live on forever, Sick, Twisted and Bound.