We are not masters of our environment
we are explorers
We must think beyond
as we once did
We became content exploring the land
this mighty planet provided
Losing sight of the infinity of the universe
Became locked into the idea
that exploring required our physical presence
The environment is the master
and now the king
Victims of our own limitations
laid down by a history of self-boundedness.
That feeling of emptiness described by man an
author, poet, artist, philosopher, businessman, mother, husband
is not the hole for a god to fill
It is the will to explore – not being fulfilled
Endless punishment awaits those who remain idle.
We are the neurons of the Universe. The micro-matter
The electrons, neutrons, protons…atoms
Let us see if we can be matter
Let us see if our vibrations are real
Let the naysayers come. We are ready.
