Cage of the Rosary

Gravity is a cage, welded by God. To confine greed and selfish curiosities restrain this plague called us. We should be allowed to float about- spread out. Ingest life from deep space eyes-lonely orbs to colonize. Come with war or stay in peace. Follow a rainbow to its end. Bend time around our wishes. Sleep in the seams of space. Offer a rosary to an alien race... and pray their hearts are different... The skull suffocates the brain. Keeps us from knowing everything (our truest destiny). The brain should be allowed to drift about like a great red storm cloud. Sniffing God out. To figure out every single mystery. Travel at the speed of mind. Ingest today and times gone by. Feed all there is to feed. See all there is to see. Keep one brain cell ahead of universal contraction, our collapsing cage of solitary confinement.