Distant worlds now align
Waves of light intertwine
Careless thoughts flow and fade
Senses fail
Unafraid
We enter reality with a lack of it
Our lives come armed with the false knowledge
That this is not our last
Our only chance to get things right
And that our bodies are simply shells
To shed should we be graced
With frigid death
Needless worry and doubt cloud the brilliance
That hides in an unhindered mind
But secular independence is a virtue
Many cannot stand to bear
Complacently sit
Place your trust in the abstract
And believe it will carry the weight of your wishes
Regardless of their subtle selfishness
Your life is no more or less significant than the grass you step on
Yet you take pride in how cleanly and uniformly it is mowed
Treated as though your higher existence justifies
The subjugation of its growth
Imposition to eliminate perceived imperfection
Irrationality to hide insecurity
Our deconstruction is imminent
And we fade into instability