The Singularity - Terrans I

Imagine a drifting seed, at the whim of the current it sees

Vast distances, lands, and seas, only able to capture what it

Seizes upon, leading it on, forever gone

Breathing on, until the, current's gone, forever gone

Imagine the body alive, senses driving the animal live

Through the air, land, and sea they arrive, yet its only through others that they keep

Thriving on, until they, are gone, forever gone

Subsiding on, all the, life withdrawn, forever gone

The Cosmist

Imagine sentient existence, that we know

All through our own experiences

The only whims, (We're thrust upon)

We aren't condemned, (To carry on)

All the variables that we now rely on

(Just can't compare)

To the variables that we all belie on

(Still unaware)

The inevitably opening eyes will see

The Terrans

Control is a bitter illusion, despite whatever our conclusion

We must all abide, by the wind and the tide

The Cosmists

Though the winds will go their separate ways, I find

Myself being pulled apart in ways, aligned

The Cosmist

To colors blind, so uninclined

To bear in mind

The Cosmists

I'm unconfined

This time!

The Terran

The variables become, an infinite unending spectrum

So then do we just succumb, or do we pursue the total sum?

The Cosmists

In our little lives, we are all pursuing meaning

Rarely it arrives, without one of us intervening

All of it

So step, out of my way now

If anything, I'll intervene, on anything, that I can glean

My hands around, these hands around!

Thought I, represent ways how

We're progressing, life spreading wing, still what we bring, is anything

But common ground

No common ground!!!