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Found inventions
Nobody could ever invent anything.
He only discovered a causal string.
He recognized a hidden mode of operation.
Already existing things in a new formation.
For "that which is" has always been present.
But prior it was a well concealed content.
Whether stacking stones to build a tower,
or even a clockwork to read the hour.
There is nothing new only "all that is",
our spirit creates out of it a doom or bliss.
From everything that is, we split a part,
and then we call it mental or manual art.
(written by KiBLS)
Written: 26.03.2021 | Published: ~2021
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