Pushing past or rubbing through the carnal yearnings,
refusing to settle for less. He knows this is for the best,
to be alone is to know his self, to accept this truth
is a revelation unto itself, the meaning of his life.
Only after reaching this point can he truly live in full.
Living in full, he finds himself an island, bastion of light
misunderstood. Life has reduced itself to carnal want
nothing else can sate the lust, greed of sex, of money
of power… so primitive, so debased, so very sad.
Wake up, be amazed. Life is more than fabric
of dead men; of dead ways. Harmony is upon us
the world is one being, no religion, no borders,
only Gaia… the energy within and without.