Mouth agape
Grateful for a billion other brains
Each sensing
Projecting
Slightly different
Awe-inspiring images
Burned into our DNA
And exploring with caution
The limits of our minds,
Sensations,
Pleasure,
Survival

If you are right
Is there really a need to be snarky?
It’s all right there in front of us
As we take turns worshiping the wrong things
While karma fucks us over
And forever wonder if we were ever enough
If we did all we could with our time
Energy
Talents
And somehow knowing
Every last head would turn if we did
And recognize the part as an integral piece of the whole
Life’s yearning for life
To be ever born and ever loved
Adored as one who looks into one’s own eyes
Fractals reflecting the infinite time present in a moment
Consciousness focused