BANG
A tiny spark starts the show,
That's when you start to grow,
Knowing you're energy,
You create a place to be,
Safely in the darkness,
You build a palace,
A chalice to hold your soul.
Slowly taking shape,
The landscape in the perfect state,
As atoms create cells,
Energy swells.
The bell tolls,
You control the swarm,
Cells taking form,
Into the normal state of being,
The one everyone is perceiving.
Completing the project,
You project into reality,
Through such a small cavity,
Into the arms of your creator.
Where you'll be safe til later,
Learning to be greater than before,
As you restore old memories,
There's so many to explore.
And there will be more,
Carving out your core,
Into your current experience,
Making a difference,
Just with your existence,
It's no coincidence you're alive,
You were meant to thrive,
To be the one who drives the vision,
Many won't listen due to the division,
That's their decision,
Don't try to fit in,
This is your rendition,
Create with precision,
Until,
*BANG*
You get to do it again.
There's a tiny spark upon conception, in the quantum world, that's one big bang. Because here you are carving an experience from reality, making a unique imprint, and for that I thank you Soulsters???
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