you mustn't be so impatient my child
our time will come
you know the numbers are limited
we will be leaving soon
I promise you
and the adventure that awaits us
will be beyond our imagination
we will be kings
and they will love us
because we are what they strive to be
but it cannot be rushed
we must move slowly
they will not even realize that we have saved them
and in a thousand years
it will be all ours
as their species fades to relics
now come inside after the earth sets
and just remember
we shall be there
before the next eclipse

an ET fable
Delta Swingline Mar 21

Look, I never said I was that smart.
I say stupid stuff all the time.
It's not like I'm always awake.

I'm rewriting my life story.
But we all wish some parts of our lives were different.

I'm rewriting my DNA make my skin less red, my spine less curved, my mind less distracted, to make my body hurt less.

I'm rewriting my backstory, one where I didn't worry about much other than my life at home. I never told anybody how dangerous my life used to be...

This was an old abandoned poem in my notebook... oh well.
Delta Swingline Mar 21

Your average human body has hair, a head, arms, legs, a torso, hands and feet, eyes, ears, a brain and heart...

But if my body is made of music, are my arms mallets? Are my legs the legs of a piano?

Is my heart the drum that my feet will always follow? The metronome that my body will always follow?

Is my DNA coded in sheet music?

Are my hands the baton? Are my fingers the keys? Is my spine a xylophone, each vertebrae a singular key?

Fact: The average human body will eventually narrow down to only 207 bones. Are my 207 bones each a separate instrument? All part of the orchestral body,

--This STAGE!

If they say music never dies, do I die?

Does my soul live on generations after I am gone? Will people still remember me?

If my body is made of music...

Will you still listen?
Even if the song is over?

This playlist isn't over yet...
Vexren4000 Mar 19

Matrixes of information,
Complexity arising from simplicity,
DNA twisting up into the heavens,
Chemical compounds composing central axis,
Compounding the data of the human genome,
In a helical twist, folded into compacted perfection.
From the mighty general who sends men off to war,
To the parasite who feeds on others,
To the beast who wanders the woods, or the bacterium that thrives,
On a microscopic level.
All are made similar by Strings of genetic code.
Almost as great or powerful an equalizer as death.
In most cases even more so.

My friends like to make jokes about how I only date guys that look gay
Don't laugh, because it's partially true
I like long hair,
That's probably problem number one,
But I just want something to run my fingers through, something to braid when I'm bored

It's also probably because I fall in love with musicians
My ideal man is Roger from Rent
A guitar playing, napkin lyric writing heroine addict
Yes, I fell in love with him when I was 12
Sweet addiction,
Cigarettes and leather were always my thing

D, N, and A are the initials of my first infatuations. I do not concider them first loves.

How horrible the plot
the hem, the haw
of the incessantly violent
torture porn
   How sad the politic
the row, the scorn
the media howl, the noise
the storm
           We are drifting in a sea
         of bobble head puppets
         backstabbing, mass murdering
         mask-faced tyrants
         and we are loosing the battle
         before it's even begun
            So go ahead now
         and trade in your votes
         sell off your rights
         buy a backfiring gun
            Because nothing is worse
         than trying to reverse evolution
         and you can't crawl back
         into the womb of your Mother
         once you've destroyed
         the primordial ooze
         of creation's lubrication
         for a dollar and a cheapened dream's

This was prompted by the election debacle between Hillary and Trump, of course, as well as fears for what happens next.
Temporal Fugue Nov 2016

Whoa! I lost it!
Did you see where it went?
Is it on the table, maybe in the tent?

It's not like it's RNA
Or simple stomach acid
It's not easily subdued, by using an antacid

Dropping cells everyday
In every way and place
Depositing myself, in the human race

Fear not that you may be collected
And your DNA then filed
Used for experiments, unsanctioned and so vile

DOH! Fingernails, boogers, skin, hair, poo, etc etc etc.......
Somewhere in Mississippi, is a guy with a DNA sequencer making a giant human alligator hybrid Ewwww. (you know it's true:D)
Amanda Francis Oct 2016

"A flea has smaller fleas that on him prey, and these have smaller still to bite em , and so proceed as infinitum" ~ johnathon swift!

Didn't wanna forget this line.
Nikole Kennedy May 2016

My ancestors are all around me. Aspects of my self here to serve as self realization. The seemingly uncontrollable thoughts, and untamable emotions, are merely projected by your egoic identity.  
Separate... We pretend to be.
My ancestors are all around me. Disguising themselves as human bodies. DNA copies. Like papers, duplications of the original.
              The source.

~  ♢  ~

this touch
of your hair
brings me
a glimpse a
the recipe
of you
this taste~
your dna
threads of

the essence
of you~
forever to
into my
of memory
and dreams...

  ~  ♢  ~

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