Like a tail behind four legged creatures,
or like a chariot behind the war fitted horses,
death follows life,and enslaves life's loyal servants.
Humans still,serve their fears and succumb to their foes,
And strangely, fear returning back to dust,
to be again formless, to be again heartless
This fear keeps humanity bound to strife,
by fellow creatures of like-simple minds!
Man, for fear of this inexplicable and undeniable reality of death,
has ceased to experience the fulness of life
and choked himself in the religions
centered around his own simple mind,
he seeks the answers that are slightly above,
his own reason and seeks a god that fits his own mental equations.
We need god,to rub our bulshit with his sheets,
and charge our very sins upon his omnipotence and assumed will,
and blame our lawlessness to the cosmic war of the gods,
seeking control over humanity and their minds
and we hide
in the shadows,
and watch
humanity die in its own hands.
Truth is,there's no such thing as The "War of The gods,"
neither is there truth nor facts in this world,
it's only interpretations-- of things and events,
we deduce a joint-path that leads forward to peace,
the supernatural figures are misplaced and misunderstood,
and this
is toxic to humanity and its assumed future!
Never coordinate your life to accommodate fear.
neither death nor pain should be blessed with our tears,
Life is a comedy, if you're not happy you're living it wrongly and snared!
K