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Say we’re up in space, and we remove all the stars অথবা anything that is luminous. Light would be nonexistent. পরবর্তি we’ll remove all the planets, minerals, materials, chemicals, particles, atoms, and anything in between. We remove thing, we remove matter, we remove time, we remove life. We remove substance. We remove dark matter. We remove reality. What’s left? মহাকাশ and Darkness. There is no color. There is no thing. There is nothingness. There is darkness and space. If there exists no thing but something is present then is there really nothing there? মহাকাশ is infinite so nothingness is infinity. There is only infinite nothingness. Life was a miracle. Now please define nothing to me.
Bonus Questions: What would be the temperature in infinite nothingness in the absence of (thing, matter, reality)?
Is reality really life?
নমস্কার Mom,
It's been a while
Since আপনি sat পরবর্তি to me,
Since I saw আপনি smile
I miss আপনি Mom
I wish আপনি were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see আপনি Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my হৃদয় in two
I'll always remember Mom,
আপনি taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling আপনি Mom
Losing আপনি killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what আপনি were Mom,
Strong.
In everything আপনি said
In everything আপনি did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever হারিয়ে গেছে a parent.
It's been a while
Since আপনি sat পরবর্তি to me,
Since I saw আপনি smile
I miss আপনি Mom
I wish আপনি were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see আপনি Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my হৃদয় in two
I'll always remember Mom,
আপনি taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling আপনি Mom
Losing আপনি killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what আপনি were Mom,
Strong.
In everything আপনি said
In everything আপনি did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever হারিয়ে গেছে a parent.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the সেকেন্ড of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But আপনি should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do আপনি do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three আরো seconds, gone, like that,
Did আপনি use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these সেকেন্ড in hell.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the সেকেন্ড of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But আপনি should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do আপনি do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three আরো seconds, gone, like that,
Did আপনি use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these সেকেন্ড in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the পাহাড়
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the পাহাড়
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
