Fire has all the attributes of life
It reproduces, it feeds, it evacuates
It struggles to survive.
Fire is life
The sun
The stars
Are alive.
They are born
They live
They die
Is consciousness an aberration?
Are the sun and the stars fully conscious
&
What are they thinking about?
Black holes
The great extinguisher
I
Guess they must be death
Get ****** in
Lights out.
The sun is red
The wild fires are Screaming & Howling
Filled with vitality and power
I hear the wood stove singing
On a frozen winter morning
while mother madrone
nurtures her young.
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 10:18 PM UTC
Fire has all the attributes of life
It reproduces, it feeds, it evacuates
It struggles to survive.
Fire is life
The sun
The stars
Are alive.
They are born
They live
They die
Is consciousness an aberration?
Are the sun and the stars fully conscious
&
What are they thinking about?
Black holes
The great extinguisher
I
Guess they must be death
Get ****** in
Lights out.
The sun is red
The wild fires are Screaming & Howling
Filled with vitality and power
I hear the wood stove singing
On a frozen winter morning
while mother madrone
nurtures her young.
