poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Probability Engine
it is less probable that the bridge between us can be crossed than that the Yamana peoples marched through the winters across the Straights of Behring less probable that I can dissolve in your love than that my dissolution comes at the hands of the Malakh less probable that I should be unfaithful to you than that I should feel anything at all and less probable that you will love me than that I will leave you in the end and the likelihood that my calculations of chance are based on highly improbable premises is far greater than that the outcomes predicted could ever be allowed in a universe ruled by love that the odds my existence is of no significance are far smaller than divine will could permit that the chance you have manifested for me as a child of chaos and random fortune is far smaller than that our destinies are intertwined in the blossoming vineyards of a spring love 24-III-2014
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