Two things: Thing 1 – I pronounce “inquiries” with an English accent because I real life hate the way it sounds with the American accent Thing 2 – no, no, no, I do not blink a million times every 5 seconds. Watchu talking about? 🧐
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Sometimes I look at the skies and I wonder if the stars think they can do better If they only bother with matters beyond human comprehension, beyond imagination. Inquiries that are of such value and divinity That the smartest beings on Earth must bend back their necks in an un natural way to look, estimate, peek, deduct, intake All of the lights.
And yet still not scratching the surface.
I wonder if they’ve already forgotten That they too Used to be a part of Earth. A slave of this planet ruled by societies that swear Swear.
As if possibilities were really at their fingertips. As if they know. As if they could know. As if their dreams are not really nothing But dreams.
I wonder if the stars have forgotten That they too Used to be Human.
The only proof of imperfection.
Have they evolved this far? Where the existence of other creatures are irrelevant? Merely a commodity in supporting their existence; Replaceable. Plentiful.
I wonder if they surveil down from their stools and pedestals Then cast judgements. Laugh with one another Discuss theory with thunder While forgetting That they too Used to be me:
Starring up. Pondering. Wondering
If the stars laugh out loud Louder At us. To compress the guilt of leaving behind nothing To teach us better.
So, in a way, they oil this cycle As our sins come from the same Bible Passed on to children. Grand children. Generations. Civilizations. Time periods.
You should’ve known better You should’ve taught us better! Leave behind a map. A letter A blueprint