What is this thing that I’ve made?
Stars that shine, humans that wonder, and minds that imagine.
So what does matter?
Who sits in the center of the universe?
Everything is nothing and nothing is everything.
The truth is that there are no nations.
There are no wins or loses, you made it all up.
There is no history.
There are no countries.
All of your wars in the end are for nothing.
As you watch an alignment between a star and a moon you are just a spec of dust in an equation that makes no sense.
Physical laws of an untamed universe.
A massive machine too big for your small mind to comprehend.
If one nation sits on one spot never to engage in war is it undefeated after its land still sits while other nations fight?
I say again, you made it all up.
To a baby, one day is a year, and to a mother and father, pain can be pleasure after the pleasure is over. So is it the baby’s fault?
I wrap my solutions inside of a lonely man’s mind eager for an outcome. Who am I?
At first he can appear like a fool until he gets his answer twenty years later. What was he searching for?
Be careful what you wish for.
Foolish children getting high in a room full of magical clouds.
The word whore is mentioned in the Bible just as much as the stars and the eclipse, yes, each is a marvel to comprehend to a mind eager to be good.
33rd to 360 degrees of knowledge shattered into a glowing mirror of yourself bowing to one universal law of loops and circles.
Is a common occurrence involved in a neutral phenomenon unusually attracting?
Even freaks die, ask the mortician.
The end is the beginning for some and when you die is that too not a beginning?
Filthy minds getting high spinning in circles trying to levitate.
Unhappy people searching over and over again for complex solutions.
Soldiers falling and being trampled on taking a look at what stands between them and the sun.
Care not about what they think for they only see themselves, they’ll step on you so be careful.
And there it is, the sun, the planets, and the moon.
A solid black circle. ⚫️
A shadow floating across the land, and a dark, dark, silent universe where nothing exists but neon lights.
The optical illusion is gravity because in the end you all float or sink.
It’s a cycle that we all must enter.
You did not fall to the earth silly, you were born, the eclipse is just the eye in the center of your forehead that you cannot see, and if you look closely you’ll see an image of yourself falling through a dark circle into a massive ball of light.
The Eclipse
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