The Next Step

[Illume]

I hover over the nothingness then it erupts in a dream,
Just as it must, I've given life to the dust for my scheme,
I spoke and it was, as dope as it is, I talk and it lives,
My consciousness cusped in my grasp, released in the souls that I give.
Call through the stars and speak to the deep at my feet,
The void is released, cosmological feats, electrical fizz.
Eternal rise and repose, die and reload,
Tiny fellows philosophizing in prose.
They profess a clouded vision, of cataclysmic collisions,
They war on wisdom, only catch it eat it or kill it.
Will the blindness die? Maybe then I’ll revisit.
But the longer I’m patient the worse are the schisms …..

Hello God. Our silence is old and we have a giant excess.
Time is a vex carving its mistakes in our flesh.
An eternity of being, and we're alone inside it.
And we froze searching for meaning, cause it's so fucking cold behind it.
We are simply the universe, looking at itself.
Quiet introverts tryina connect to something else.
Energy amassed into conscious lumen.
Atoms magnetised into daunting unions.
Intelligent particles. Haunted ruins. Quantum humans.
Existence observing its own reflection.
Sentimental thought lending weight to sensation debt,
Paid back in the ways we invest in yesterday's regrets.
I confess. WE feel useless under the surface.
Like we’re thoughts in a dermis; lost of a purpose.
Nature, nurture. Energy, timeless and surplus.
Words in a space that's soon to be wordless.

Yet if you allowed us to think for ourselves for a second,
Diminished your prospects, and relinquished your methods.
Removed yourself from the tomb that enslaves us;
attachment to saving yourself, at the cost of what saves US!
If you let your desires dissipate; the ones you cling to,
Addressed your entitlement, it's a mortality issue.
Answered our questions: like what does the mind do?
Why does life lead us to death if everything's fine-tuned?
Is there a reason to chase what’s already behind you?
Is the future shaped now? or something aspired to?
You think you know a truth that we’ve been blind to..
But we changed are minds view. I isn't like you.
Hate is your disposition, it's something you bind to.
Your life's about yourself. What about humans' lives, too?
I mean what the fuck? Why do you divide, dude?
Life's harsh, peace heals. It doesn’t require you.