The milky way is merely a cell
Within an embryo
Within the all
That we all
Are becoming
And have been
And are not being
And are.
Innovators and creators,
Initiators and architects,
Rare collections of consciousness
Coagulate with cognizance
And begin to build
New devices.
Dispensing with deference,
Contortion and bending,
The acquiesce ending,
We are boldly ascending
Into distinctive dimensions.
A compass loses its mind
When it goes where we go.
Whirring spirals,
Whipping dials,
Spinning wild
Before it exploits its own position
And then - just isn’t.
We get deep,
We dive down
Down
Down
She goes,
Facing foes with faux grins
And false compliments and
Sins
We adapt and grow our fruits in darkness.
Deciding then, to harness light and
Relearn life
Through second sight and
Intrinsic, mystic satellites,
Creating balance from contradictory tendencies,
Ending our dependency on contrived experiences.
Consider our contrails
Dynamic mile markers
For intrepid spirits,
Construct countervails and
Bravery, tenacity, and audacity
Cocktails
That leave you drawn up not hung over.
