Monday, November 15, 2021

Poem- Life: What Will You Do?

Life: What Will You Do?

Chances are
You won't fossilize
Your skull will last a while
After your meat puppet dies
The flesh ain't you
It never was
The bones aren't either
They're just borrowed dust
You're a piece 
Of God's big bang
Not the cosmic one
That's another thing
The Great One splintered
Into billions of shards
One is your soul
That let down its guard
In a cosmic backwater
Near a minor star
You swooped down
Free will to explore
Among the creatures
You ducked and wove
Then, with a leap of faith
You dove
Two legged creatures
Scrambling 'round
Turned into humans
As we dove down
Splinter of light 
In human flesh
What will you do
While you're Earth's guest?

-The White Bear

Written early last June, directly from my head onto a big, freehand drawing of a skull colored with all kinds of colors.  I wrote this after getting into a lot of talks about Edgar Cayce's readings, the late "Sleeping Prophet," and the most documented psychic in history. 

 

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