Unknown understated
"Tell me about the believesphere, Harold, what is it like?
Oh well words will hamper what I mean to tell you
But i will try. I guess you could say it's the place where faith hikes,
Explores its unknown parts and relishes each drop of dew.
Like an arena where collaboration replaces competition.
It's like the certainty you feel but can't put your finger on.
Every hope lives there. And the odd thing is those who petition
Victory, in this wonderfully mixed-up plane, there don
Every medal and remain unknown. So be happy for trials,
Suffering, and loss for the sake of love. Remain humble.
Phantasize against the ruling group-thought. Search miles
Here and leagues there and all the while hear the cockleshell.
Expect the believesphere to break the sense barrier.
Rare is the mailbag of eternity so keep watch for the carrier.
Every letter in that pouch is the wonder of unthought pleasant scorches. Ouch.
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