29 Jul 2016

Don’t you have this nagging feeling, Marcus, that this is not it? All the little wheels are turning, humanity is churning, for a reason- we need to elevate ourselves to the next level. This can’t be all there is.

What if it is?

No, I think we are in this gigantic chrysalis. A world in gestation, waiting to emerge in a different form, in a new dawn.

Wings strapped to our backs? Giant proboscis seeking the nectar of life?

In a sky of thoughts and words, in colours never seen, where the wind whispers poems and the clouds know where they are going.

And every question finds an answer?

And time does not exist.

What happens if even that is not enough?

restless frog
stirring the moon
into the murky pond


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