My mind is too filled up with light
Ideas of the future have me up right
Pondering what fate has in sight
Me
I've done nothing but be
Can I do more?
Is seeing changing the way water approaches the shore?
Are sentient being the last stop in the universes lore?
What's next
All knowing specs?
That's what we aspire to be
Land locked pests
All we do is bang on our chests looking for a competitor to take away our breaths
Showing our teeth for what
NOTHING
We have no clue
We don't know who
All that we have that's true is me and you
I don't even know if I'm real
Or I'm just following a set out spiel thought up by a all knowing being of pure feel
I know I'm not immortal I will
Kiel over
That day will come closer as I become older
Just as the rock was once a boulder we are worn down
I hope we are just striped from our gown
Our physical form
I hope o don't lose the knowledge I have found
I'd rather drown
Which I am doing in this see of society
I can't breath with all these Pollutants that we call political movements
Everyone stop and look around
We are all the same but have different sounds
Different vibrations
Different relations
Routed the same
Born as a sponge of brain
So you tell me you mean more because you're wealthy?
HA
that isn't mentally healthy  
Stop dwelling on the specifics
Just look at the scientific study's
We are mentally linked
Even if you're spirituality is distinct