There's an age old idea,

Ancient,

Haunting even,

The primordial gods,

That the universe,

Heaven,

And hell,

From the ants,

To the birds,

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To the beasts,

The demons,

To the angels,

To the dirty little humans,

That we are all,

One and the same,

Just the universe,

Talking to itself,

That there is a pathway,

From each of these things,

To the others,

For the youth,

Let me just warn you,

Reality is ingrained,

It cannot be denied,

There is,

An individuality,

Among you,

Though I'm sure,

God copies,

Pastes us,

Where needed,

Scattering seeds,

Without a care,

But if you ever make it up there,

To that age old question,

Haunting even,

The primordial gods,

Where one asks,

What is god,

What does it mean,

To be god,

Just know,

To be unique,

To have history,

To be yourself,

Separate from god,

From the universe,

Is something,

That cannot,

Be denied,

To be you,

Is what survives,

After the purge.