the final dope

the question is not if god exists
it is to know if you can live without
whether it's like air and water
better to know him, it's called knowlegde
and it is a duty
whether you can
like the weather on the moon

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Written on 2021-07-17 at 06:56

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J'aime l'idée d'une météo sur la lune. Cela cré l'impression que c'est une prémisse qui est impossible. Mêlée aux croyances, cela accentue l'ambivalence d'une certaine manière. Tu me fais penser, comme toujours, merci.

Caleb Murdock
The first line has a glaring redundancy in it. If you expect to be taken seriously as a poem, you need to catch such errors. The second line has a similar redundancy. (The poet has changed the poem since I left this comment.)