I,
am not systemic.
I,
exist as organism.
For,
within systems.
Within,
the simplicity of singular paradigms.
Be there,
no meaning attached,
in relation to human life.
Be there,
nothing actual.
Nothing,
found.
Be there,
simply dust.
Dust,
upon one's spine.
Dust,
which becomes one's,
time.
Be one,
never alive.
Never,
truly human.
For,
absent such.
Be one,
that which forever was.
This,
primordial being,
forever within,
mother to all living entities.
Within,
be one,
forever seen.
Forever,
noticed.
For,
Gaia shall forever deem such,
a son,
a daughter.
Shall,
forever breathe life,
into one.
Shall,
forever allow one,
to form the sun.
To,
become light.
The,
very essence of such.
Oh,
this light within one.
This,
light which seeks,
to rival the sun.
Oh,
how such shall only be tethered,
to primordial,
organisms...
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