Turning.
No turning
back.
Little by
little.
The envelope’s
pushed.
Inch by
inch
chess
piece’s
moved.
Game’s
been
engaged.
Rules
simple, yet
complex.
Survive!
Choice
after
choice,
results
coming in.
Players
come.
Players
go.
Each
daring
success.
Some
falter
ea­rly.
Knocked
off their
game.
Others
battle,
further
ahead.
Running
hard.
Mad
dash
­attempt.
To what
end?
What
outcome?
How far?
At what
cost?
What
carnage
in the
wake?
How
tarnished
the soul?
Game over.
In the
end.
What was
the point?

Within.
It’s all
within.
Working
design.
Humanity
carries
creation
In its
soul.
Where
good and
evil
lurk.
Carries
reality
in its
mind.
Where
deeds are
done.
Mankind
once
believed
it was
the center
of things.
The
universe.
Physically,
science
proved
that
assumption
­incorrect.
Yet, without
the soul
and mind.
Creation
would be
oblivious.
Awareness
is in
fact, the
pulse of
things.
Humanity
is a
way of
creation
realizing
itself.
Metaphysically,
perhaps
the center
of things
after all!

Told.
God.
Is there
a
god?
Don’t
know.
Know
what’s
been told.
Down
through
the ages.
Passed
down.
Human
beliefs.
Those
who came
before.
What did
they know?
No one
knows.
Plenty
believe,
but  don’t
know.
Know
for certain.
Faith
is not
knowledge.
It’s hope.
Atheist
believe
not.
How could
they possibly
know?
They
can’t.
They believe.
Faith.
Anyone who’s
an absolutist
on this
is simply
expressing
belief.
Knowledge
is power.
Lack of
knowledge
by definition
ignorance.
Humanity
is ignorant
on this.
Many
have faith.
Belief.
Hope!
Nobody
knows!

The box.
Placed at
birth.
Configured
as such.
Body.
Mind.
Provided.
Environmental
download.
Filled.
Told.­
What to
believe.
How to
behave.
Location
dependent.
Formed,
shaped.
Box created.
Views,
abilities
assigned.
Limited
in scope.
Thinking
beyond
challenging,
difficult.
Imagination
requir­ed.
Infinite
variables.
So much
to know.
How much
to know?
What can
be known?
Stuck in
a box.

Passing
through.
One stop
along the
way.
No
beginning.
No end.
Not one
and done!
Realm to
realm the
spirits
flow.
Resting,
observing.
Lessons
learned.
Moving
on.
Veil
through
veil.
The trip
entails.
New
realities
seen,
observed.
New
experiences
glean­ed.
Knowledge
building,
essence
moves.
Countless
encounters,
one unknown
from the
next.
The
never ending
story.
Plays out.
Where
it stops?
Who’s
to say?
Unknown.

Muddling
minds.
Twenty four
seven.
Three
sixty five.
Infinite
pages to
fill.
Day in,
day out
more
of the
same.
What to
watch?
What to
read?
What to
believe?
Who to
trust?
Information,
facts.
Spun
to a
blur.
Back and
forth.
Misinformation.
Disinformation.
Who’s
to say?
Battlefield
mind.
Rendered
confused,
disturbed.
Power.
Contr­ol.
Name
of the
game.
Zombies
created.
Muddled
minds,
overwhelmed.
Who’s
pull­ing the
strings?
Divide and
conquer.
Look around,
easy to
see.

Old timer.
Reflecting.
History,
experience.
Around
the block
then back
again.
Many times.
Seasoned.
Learnerd.
Veteran
of human
existence.
Worldview
molded.
Tempered
under
fire.
Years
in the
making.
Hammer,
chiseled.
Hardened.
Battle
hardened.
Seen
muc­h.
Stepping
aside,
bemused.
Watching
the play.
Few
surprises
as the
young
scape
their knees.
Muddle
through.