Elasticizing to eternity The spacetime fabric yields so is not torn Metastasizing the return of me Life quietly prepares me to be born Anew with you as I am born each day Too old for death too young for life are we Unnumbered timeless beings one might say Our days behind before infinity
And when we meet out on the street and greet It always is a cry of victory Invulnerable we know no defeat Since all we have to do to win is be And though we know this might seem rather odd No one belongs to anyone but God
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
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