To ants i am the size of the Sun, a god whom stamps Life out without thought or effort. How wrong they are for i am not worthy of bended knee. It was random my step and they just know not the scope of the Universe which we share and regrets for my big feet. Their perception to space time is unique to them, lost in their societies thoughts blinded they appreciate nothing at our Human scale and i for theirs. Our reminder is our heaven of infinite Stars playing host to infinite objects in their orbits nestled in the ingredients which create Life giving our perspective. We are infinitely surrounded by infinite Life in every direction in infinite forms, all evolving from each other is scales of space and time we too like the ants might be blinded from appreciating. i can only give thanks to my ability of personal sight so i can bear witness to these infinite fireworks in back drops of infinite glowing gases. My glass sparks the inquisition for knowledge and understanding of our most beautiful sight visible when shielded by this shared Earth from our Star, i only wish the ants could see it too and understand all its meaning. We are all not alone, depend on one another, and go on and on for a while more to be sure; but random and very fragile it is here today gone the next it is for us all just as sure. The ants are more evolved for they have learned to communicate and share to everyone survival, while primitive beasts compete and horde to kill the weak is more our example. May it be our Star Sol or the swallow of a black hole which takes me out, for i would love to feel the wrath of our greatest gods of nature see my leave worthy i do believe. But i dread it be my own species be the reason for my end, for this Life i have is precious to me and i wished it always be. Like the ants whom commune with their nature, i wish i could with mine. i would love to love with the mothers, fathers, daughters, and sons, friends of mine. But my world of peace requires peaceful beings to make it natural; seeing the blinded conditioning of our Human race i have better luck with having a dinosaur step on my head. Society has created a matrix which has all blinded, and no Human has ever been born free, a natural citizen of Earth in the company of their billions willingly caring for each other. It is sad to see when I know how far we've come in such a short time, nature will surely take its course and whatever will be will be. Regardless, I am just happy and impressed by what is now never taking for granted each and every moment I am allowed.