Ego

You never ignore yourself. You....a finger pointing nowhere. You flap; make waves, what else you got? A flashy kite with no sky that's what. If a vulture and a jellyfish gave birth to an offspring, they would name it: Ego. A monstrously beautiful blob was told what it was and was not, the term, 'monstrous blob,' was, of course, never mentioned. Identity rose up like a hissing cobra, the blob believed what it was told. First thoughts set like concrete. Ego always thinks that everyone is against him, even when they are applauding him, it was always nothing more than an airbag, that could be easily inflated or deflated. Great and talented egos arose: Gehgis Khan, Aristotle, Starlin, Copernicus Mozart, Julius Caesar, and, of course, you - all sprung from that parent trap. The good the bad, the oppressed and victors, all the winged jellyfish floating through time and most everyone never once ignoring themselves - not for one moment. Fly away eagle, swim away jellyfish, heaven and hell were always inside us, and we never guessing, that we were this monstrously beautiful bag of wind always likely to burst, if one day we got lucky.