What am I?
Who am I?
Where do I come from?
Where am I going?
A Star Trek alien
called humans: "bags of
water" -
a conglomerate of molecules?
Then what animates?
Simple organic electricity?
Then who thinks?
With eyes to see,
the silver cord connects
to this "bag of water"
- fluid
- or fluidity of being -
As above, so below -
I am more than this Allen,
or Paula, Chad, or Ophelia.
I evolve, morph,
transform -
matter matters, yes,
but Spirit fits the form.
I am more.
And next time
I will be different,
may be he, maybe she,
may be pink, black or brown,
handsomely beautiful or not,
planting rice
or teaching metaphysics,
but I will be "new" -
Spirit fits the form,
and I fulfill a purpose.
Selah
agd
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