Maybe the moment we die is the moment we understand our reality, in that instant the Universe acknowledges us and attacks to reabsorb us into the energy that is our fabric holding everything together eternally to create a new. What is our reality? Just that. We are consciousnesses witnessing, exploring, and experiencing Humanity for a brief instant. Think about it. We are not born to wear clothes. We are not born to be judged. We are not born to be slaves. We are not meant to be owned by our false allegiances, allowing the history of time to consume our every action and sense. We are so much more. We are the Human being whom should all now be seeking the company and care of people truthfully communicating, providing care and knowledge to share with each other without the need of borders, currencies, trademarks, forced labor, prisons and sinners declaring 9/10th the possession. Our genocide is the heritage we currently preach, when mothers and fathers should be teaching our children good lessons and committing this love for each other – through a true allegiance of planetary cooperation. We light the fires that are currently burning our unloved souls, and for this we suffer the gravest consequences. Maybe the Human race has already judged itself not worthy of existence and just like that, gone without ever getting the chance to spread throughout this galaxy.
Well it is fun for however long it lasts, glad I had the chance. Wonder what’s next? Apparently we have all the time and all the worlds infinity possibly offers – look up at night with a telescope and you will see what I mean.
-Just till’n that soil
