in this relative sphere
of life and death, held dear
no inhibitions will deafen the sound of rejoice
by millions of confused celebrations.
baby showers.
eulogies.
one in the same, the cycle contained
by atmosphere and space.
can't you feel the energy?
every living thing vibrating in synchronicity
and even in death, the transformation of information
from one true form to the next.
there is no life, there is only change
there is only movement and no pain
the only life is spirit. the only spirit unseen to human eyes.
energy. it cannot die
it can only be realized and interpreted by lies
held together by the hope of reunition.
the true concept of self is undying,
an idea of heaven misplaced by hate.
conformity is not an option because we are all one.