"It is not just that we lack the tools to explore our origin; we do not even have the proper language to formulate the questions we would like to ask." --Claudia de Rham, The Beauty of Falling via @mjohnharrison
write a poem on the subject "good enough for the end days"
"In the twilight's wistful glow, we find our way,
Through the haze of what's to come, and what will stay.
In the whispers of the wind, a solemn blend,
Of hopes that flicker, and dreams that bend.
In the quiet corners where shadows dance,
We seek solace in the fleeting chance,
To be good enough for the end days' call,
To stand tall when the mighty fall.
For in the heart of chaos, a seed is sown,
A beacon of light in the unknown.
It matters not the battles we've lost or won,
But the strength of spirit when all is done.
Let kindness be our armor, and love our guide,
As we journey through the ebb and tide.
For in the tapestry of time, we find our place,
A thread woven with grace, in the final embrace.
So let us be good enough, in every way,
For the end days that may come our way.
With courage in our hearts, and faith to mend,
We'll find we're good enough, until the very end."
--ChatGpt
thank you tin man
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