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The Mystical Will Seep Through

There’s too much to learn

Too much to try to understand

To try to be objective all the time

There is too much unknown

Even the ones who know the most

They’ll lack so much

There isn’t enough time

To learn it all

Our technology

Our physics

Our quantum

Our astrophysics

It’s all a process

And they’re will always be the things we don’t know

There will always be places to squeeze in the mystical

No matter how good the science and math gets

The mystical will seep through

God cannot die

He’s a lingerer

Maybe science and religion will always rage against each other

Maybe the subjective and objective will fist fight in sky

Isn’t this a repeating pattern of history?

Who’s to say it will stop some day?

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