We seem separate.
like we are living as
the mimic of
the other.
Mirrors. all of us.
deciding to make
faces on the
shiny walls.
Funny. to bring life
to the pain of
existing. Separate.
but we'd like to exclude
part of ourselves.
and forget
we are like the other. Them.
We think they
are enemies to
the state of our being.
But we cannot live
without the other.
Nor can we live
without spirit.
We are The Source
from where we originated.
So save
everything. and
greet yourself with
love. For everybody.