i don't feel like the earth. i don't want to be earth. i am saturn and her rings. i'm the enormity of jupiter. i am venus, never able to be pinned down. i am not the earth, aching and dying slowly.

Truth needs no validation.

What is truth's aspiration?

I only know self-exploration.

Looking for the truth made invention.

I think I made it, but it's only inception.

We don't need creation; we need connection.

We committed for appreciation.

Sometimes it's good to have misconceptions.

This is an exception, not a conclusion.

It looks like everything's just an illusion.

Priests and principles taught me asceticism.

Now I realize it's self-deception.

It's not an inclination; it's a delusion.

We can't perceive this through perception

For even space is occupied,
There is both foreground & background.
That which is visible
And that which is elusive.

Like vapor from water forming clouds.
Like gaseous vents expelling
What can not be seen, but felt.

All is & all is connected.

They speak of absence & inaction -
Yet, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩,
¹ Such things do not exist.
Like imbalance,
These are merely perspectives.

Singularities merge.  Excess energies purged.
A concentric spread spacetime vibrational surge.
Till that deep distant BURP rolled through Earth with a CHIRP.
Proving we could observe,  and without optic nerve.

New physics!  We cried.  And all it implies!
We'll get LIGO in space,  Nobels,  and black ties!
Even Einstein stirred as the sigma concurred.
If the cosmos is waving,  then E is conserved.

From let there be light,  to electrified kites,
To lasers and mirrors observing the nights.
So let there be sound.  Let the chaos be found.
To the stars we ascend,  with knowledge unbound.

"And it is I
Deciding where & when, if,
¹ You shall go."

"And it is I
Who rows from shore to shore
² Ferrying each passenger."

My nests you lay,
Learning to create before you are even created.
Protected by my daughters,
Medusa & Pythia.
Likewise, neither shall you truly sink before you swim.

My waters you wade,
Learning to swim before you even walk.
Protected by my sons,
Castor & Pollux.
Similarly, provided for & cared for.

You can lead a horse to water
But you cannot make him drink.
You can push him in the pool
Or put his head into the sink,
But if the horse's an ornery *******
And he will not reason nor think,
You can lead a horse to water
But you cannot make him drink.