It is strange to be a creature

aware of it’s own demise ….

 

Do you ever think about the fact that one day you will not be?

The very thought can suck the air and induce crazy thoughts

That is likely why most choose to be bossed

A fake security to make meaning of being lost

In the meaningless matter

Without ever trying to make anything better

It is not all lost you see

The messages we receive are just drugs and seeds

The real sits inside you and me

There are no rulers and givers of good

Just one who exists and one can make things be

You