Interesting, this phase of existence, it seems unimportant to me the grass still grows, and the water still flows and the clouds are wondrous to see I'm doing my best to ignore all the rest in spite of humanity It's nature it seems just goes to extremes to exceed what's obvious to me. The brain is the problem or maybe the hormones Or nature's imperative song Some kind of mis-match of cranial dispatch to bring an end to a celestial song 'cause time is a thing with infinities ring that makes humans brains sing a strange song instead of partaking of that which is given existence, a thing to behold Some viral perversion to accept the beholden makes humans want more than this glorious song there seems some perversion of genetic displacement to reign with supremacy here Were I a space traveler Who is bored with the tedium of wondering that which obviously here I would laugh at the humans who want want so much to be more than that that which is manifest here and not be content with that which is obviously here cough, choke; ... I'm not done yet, duh...unfinished. |