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This piece is about a different side of nature some humans interact with. |
lifes like living on a freeway without ever changing lanes for most people here on Earth claiming to be sane there's merging into patterns unseen by naked eyes that move in different waves through instances of time they take the shape of our surroundings while we travel through their web becoming one with nature in it's womb and in our heads honeycombs display the hexagons in it's lexicon refined climbing ladders of the helix to paths open by our minds born with fused genes in a recreation of the divine we learn to grow within environments before becoming them in time carried with us like a second spine that never loses shape existence has evolved along the path we took from apes learning customs of it's occupants it helps to keep in place so the Gods are always honored and we prosper in their grace while they fight demons of their own in eternal acts of faith we only see what's on the surface of the ocean where we swim you have to learn to give your eyes a need to look within there's pieces we all need one can pass with simple shakes like bees dancing in patterns leading the swarm to what they crave our species grows from pollen some never taste before the grave so some handshakes of our own preserve what we have saved in the struggles of our lives on the journey we have made once one puzzle gets completed made of pieces of our souls we form shapes in new designs that elevate us as a whole some are lost to time by souls who never learn to tell the swarm staying in the lane they were confined to by the state in which we're born until we transcend this boundary by regressing to our primal base and rebuild the self in patterns better suited to our tastes we can merge into the highway using blinkers as our beacons leading a man to his destiny by thinking of new ways to teach him allow your energy to warn another of expected hazards on the road by imagining you've walked in his shoes uphill backwards in the snow loving him like you're oldest friend and peering into his undertones that's how i transcend limits placed on mortal beings and I still remember after nature's been reabsorbed and cleaned passing between life and death takes you off orbit into dreams into realms of understanding one can polish to a gleam where doors open on their own to welcome you inside and food appears before you without having blinked an eye this power left these benefits I honed still written in our code the fabric of our essence slings this pattern like a stone like asteroids smashing into planets shattering the known or comets bringing water to a planet life needed for a home where creation could be reborn and nurtured on it's own become the serpent Vishnu carries and widen his domain learn to speak with space and time becoming one and the same before infinity leads to an hourglass and you become one grain it's clenched inside a shell by muscles that squeeze you into plains where you learn the songs of forests you sing without having to try start as lightning bolts from Zeus before becoming Mother Earth when everything's happening at once and you uncover all it's worth exploding again once it's known achievements are recorded on a sheet a value shown in ancient carvings made by advanced machines squares within squares etched by natives master race's oversee we're workers in a foundry of their interstellar means this currency's redeemed by nature as the next existence learns and each universe's values researched by our bodies on the Earth spinning on it's axis in transactions between gravity and force found in the fusion of the suns as each particle's engorged these recordings tell a story to intelligence it trains the source code of existence we hold locked within our brains quantum progression by processes slowly becoming self aware ships with compasses spinning into infinity as they plummet in the deep colliding in the center of the Earth where they're trapped inside their fight bringing war to life with intelligent design wrapping webs around us tight feeding off our essence while we destroy it enjoying every moment turning into butterfly effects perfecting life projecting it's devotion demons born within infernos learn to rise to infect us with their hate urging us to spin the downward spiral into an abyss that fills and seals it's gates learning of the secrets learned in moments of these desperate times opens a door into infinity that beckons with a call to the most high the bees learned just how to shake in part by nature as it dies potential nurtured by caring hands preserving us with pride removing obstacles to further offspring capable of love because without it life's destroyed by what it's capable of men learned to join their hands in symbol of the need to prove both come unarmed to share the spoils of victory this simple act's formed into a seed that's grown into a tree harboring the soul of Santa Muerte keeping the dead alive in memory their collective knowledge formed an ocean that's given birth to life Masters without names have separate gifts given sacred rites preyed on by ancient evil lurking in the shadows thirsting for their type an ancient serpents whispers to Vishnu the time for war has come eyes living in the hands of a Master saw light from different suns sharing secrets lost to time when their species time was done and Vishnu rides his serpent bringing the Masters back to life allowing him to rebuild a palace beyond the limiting of time the venom of his snake gives an undead army the sustenance they need white eyes regain their color and they bleed again if cut they ride on giant scarub's with wings beating to the tune of Shiva's drum waiting for eternity in their final form before they were overcome they ride quasars off to battle from the darkest places of the past unleashing the wrath of all who serve to ensure their army is the last |