Words of reality, reality in words,
touching the infinite,
divine hand created life, gave emotion and a cruel twist,
supporting the souls of men against primeval instinct & perpetuating inadequacy and unwitting subjection to pack mentality.

Touch the sky,
bleed angels to escape destiny & intended aspirations nourished by sheepish tendencies,
soar amongst clouds and dragons,
tales of the orient and winged monsters give hope,
the tortured traits of longing and ambition,
drafted into consciousness from conception, having resided between worlds, between minds, between celestial planes.
Soar with the dragon and ride the light winds,
projected from meager beginnings to fan the galaxy and beyond,
reach worlds, sentient beings and communicate,
ask fundamental questions about origins and meaning,
the purpose of life & Our reason?
forced to find your own path & tread carefully without benefit of wisdom explained, we find our own way,
righteous or Wrongful?
How to know?

The experiment required a staple diet & raw materials, nourishing and plentiful, reaped to the detriment of mother earth,
we breed on'¦

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