The oceans call to me , echos create tsunami's of scorn love , and creatures of the deep vibrate into the shadows of collapsing earth. I paddle and paddle over the waves as Gaia tries to pull me into her. I think my rope is failing, sooner or later I will get sucked down into natures will, and no matter how hard I try, how hard I swim, how hard I resist, she will swallow me into her depths.
The Stars told me one day I shall shine brighter than they are, for our observations have given them life, it is humanity that is to thank for their beautiful recognition , and in return they will give me the eternal life I so greatly struggle to find, the cycle of reincarnation can finally end!
The Ladies and Gents of the old Aristocracy may not appear in fancy clothing muttering beautiful linguistic etiquette with such powerful titles and castes, but surely you realize they still exist in the modern system of capitalistic merit. The pyramid of the social and economic elite are far more powerful than they were when you could plainly see them, and the percentage of these Gods are in smaller number.
My consciousness drifts through the cosmic ether as it seeks its purpose, the unknown becomes experience, and the known becomes the boredom of the past. Divinity is at the suburbia of the Universe, but how can one get there faster than the expansion of perceived time? Tis only a human idea, surely can be defied!
