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Rated: E · Poetry · Fantasy · #2339518

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
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