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