I think we're living in a different world, we've done this song and dance, once, twice, a few times,

Everyone has an idea of themselves, the kind of gods they want to be,

Some are active, still fulfilling, still yearning, growing, god flowers, blooming,

Some are still following the waves, I think they've seen the end, they found it acceptable, so they're willing, to do it again, and again, so full of love and accepting, like the ocean,

From East to West, the universe is expanding, further and further, space exploration, magic, scientific studies, ideas of utopia, nuclear warfare, fallout, and cyberware,

Down South, hell is also growing, as I am high, so they are low, as deep as the abyss, the hunger of the demons grows, losers they may be, but when they eat, it’s the tastiest food in the world,

There are also sages, monks, exploring truth, religion, they’ve climbed so many mountains, nothing can harm them, but are they greater than love, maybe they will come to know,

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There are already people gathering nations for their pure land, their heaven, they seek more and more souls, they hope to contain them, will they succeed, or with god on their side, can young David slay anything with a stone,

The matrix still exists, people have settled, they don’t care for the outside world, work and 2D girls, they love their wives, care for their sons and daughters, go to university, explore the world through books, the internet has everything, hentai, furry porn, cryptocurrency, will it work?

So many lives, so many ways of living, and everything is still growing, young gods, they might not have figured it all out, but eternities come and go, the wheel pushes forward either way, they learn what they need to know,

Some just want to fuck, eat, and satisfy their ego, they don’t care to think, they just go, I wonder what will karma show,

As for me, I’ve grown fond of horror stories, existential crisis after existential crisis, when I talk to someone, am I me, or am I a reflection, am I my history, just a character, am I just my SIN number, if I spent eternity in my own mind, how many ideas could I explore,

I’m still learning, we’re all still growing, my hope, my love for the Earth, family, and my father, I know he will show us more.