A Little Caveman Reasoning

I have always liked the hollow dark, the cave, the sealed carcass of the night, the lightless womb of the closed seed. You said you were human, and I laughed until my belly shook the earth. I Imagined your bones cracking from the heat of a great fire. I ground my teeth with the ash of a few brittle words. "No one is 'human', we are alien seeds replanted, into a fertile blindness. Humans are the shells, the pods, the skin of a reality they have yet to realize or reveal. The garden, what you call 'soul', is a transplanted being, it lives concealed, within that alien you. Keep that garden, hidden from any who would, proudly claim to be remotely human!"