Does the earth have feelings?
if so is it aware of human life upon it.
Does earth feel pain or have knowledge of strain put upon it?
Maybe you or I are not to know, as the snow in wintertime hides the sound of a burdened groaning earth .
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Does the earth have feelings?
if so is it aware of human life upon it.
Does earth feel pain or have knowledge of strain put upon it?
Maybe you or I are not to know, as the snow in wintertime hides the sound of a burdened groaning earth .
The arrogance of control was living on, above the ground, the poverty was draining the relatives still looking for a lifebelt with a crock of gold in the middle.
Time was running out so was patience, the survivors took the graveyard rubbing hardened lichen from weather worn wobbly stones and there it stood, as I speaking aloud.
It is here, all you are seeking, I am the mystery relative, dead but a saviour nonetheless you will find the box of an unknown uncle the contents inside the brazen husk will unlock all you requirements forever, it is called hell.
Astral transmission do you read me, the doors are open it is time to go, do not tell anyone I am going, for really they will never know, that a rainbow landed at my feet, the colors of the cosmos curved for speedworthy travel. There will never be a wall again no dividers to heaven no call to earth to say I am safe I will be one of the stars with no name, you see me everywhere we are all too common and mostly ignored.
Ashes for sale different grades & classification, but dust returns in the fluted conduits of time, to be part of the furniture or shot to the sky because there is more to us than our passing but we haven’t arrived at the station..