What is life exactly? 

Is it a world of any other? 

Or is there more?

Sometimes we're filled with mystery to life's greatest entities.

Are we man or are we animal?

Do we own machines? Or do they own us?

What is life and how exactly does it work?

These are the questions of life that beseech us.

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As we live in this world, we meet a lot of people.

People of high and people of low.

Then there's people who's all a part of a big show.

What is it about life that makes us wonder where in the galaxy true beings happen to be?

Can we create new worlds with the hand of a magical machine?

Is our world created by an orange wannabe devil and his mystical, magical tribal girlfriend?

If that's so, then I'm sure we're in for a world of weirdness.

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I don't see a world of just humans.

I see a world of colorful animals living with humans.

I see connection within and with everyone.

Of course we have our differences and likenesses but who cares?

If I was a certain way instead of what I am, I would be free, and free of all troubles within.

I would be a man of mystery, and live carelessly to those who respond with negation.

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I'm not Pro y'know, I'm amateur for sure.

Don't eat me. Believe it or not mice don't like to be eaten, at all.

There is no exception to the rule.

I have grown to be nice but will tend to be rude.

I like to be rude, I'm mostly rude to people I like, If I'm rude to you I like you.

How I go about depends on how much I like you.

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There is a lot to say and a lot to show.

But I'm a guy who meeps through society.

To meep is to creation, where evil is to good.

Anything can happen if when nothing should.

Go far, go wide, as travelers tell the tale,

Of a master whose journey shall prevail.

~Mr. Toontastic