Survival

Here - upon a now
Much below
Reaches
To touch above
And all exists by
Devolution or catastrophe

Personally
What in me - unknown
Seaks to be
And struggle - naturally
Strenghtens me
(The meaning between the conscious and identity
And the - it remains to be seen - destiny.)

"I exist, therefore, I am becoming !"

Science
(Which is discovering - that wich already exists
And acting as a catalyst
To control the quality and quantity of life,)
Is a competitive sport between governments !

Each one afraid to stop
The economy might - suffer
Or drop
If we don't keep up with the other
Anyway man
We can have catastrophe on the installment plan
"Your generation won’t have to pay the price
For our generation's mistakes."
(And that's how it goes.)
"That’s the breaks
It's no skin of my nose."

Still genetic engineering
Is not at all
Endearing to me!

While calculating the promise
Remember this
(The real of the matter)
To shatter tradition makes us feel free
And danger
Is nourishment for the brave
But tradition Is:
A static defense, against a
Chaotic community
And what would we save
By destroying ?

"Would we
Ever be
Happier than we are
Here - upon a now?"

Difference is not equal to inequality
Inequality is not even a reality - only a power play!
Don't resist
Don't believe it, and it won't exist
(That don't mean it'll disappear
But it won't, corrupt you personally, with fear.)

"Any resolution must come from the - personal revolution !"

True values is our age
Compete upon a stage
Of - not better, but more
Than before
And hey (sons of science)
Technology’s a groove
But the faster that we move
The more we risk to lose
By the - anyone’s hand of unforseen consequence...

The last
Of the natural peoples, are said
To be living in the past
Theirn innocense is no bastion
Against the modern dangers, and innevitable exploitation
Innocense is no protection
They cannot, comprehend
The impending
Future

"An age of the individual is over !"
All leaders
Are
Opportunists
Or
Idealists
Drawn by the cry
Of a multitude I
And all systems exists
Because of
Supply
And demand
On the other hand
Cause and effect
Is perhaps the only - definitive - perfection
A dedication to change. A dedication to survival !

Will I leave up to my ideals ?
The question reveals
The answer. But you gotta try !
How much too fast or too slow
Are we going ?
Only too late will we know
What great work, is the real of the matter ?
To awaken from the self-imposed sleep !

It was childs-play
To look ahead
Some-star away
"The Little Prince" once said
"Mine is a very small planet !"

Here - upon a now
Somewhere
Accidentaly balanced precariously
-Within hypothesized somehows-
Is a greenandblue microdot
Still in orbit
As the plot thickens

The urban planners continue to paint
Geometric-greyness everywhere
A good artist will know when to stop!
Potential management
Devoid of peripheral vision
Continue to inspire discontent
Not to mention
The brilliant
Designers
Actively inventing
Attracting toys, and
More efficient ways
In order to do (as yet)
-Any undetermined amount of us in-

The ineffectual dreamers
Are still waiting for
The Messiah Scientist, or
Some Essential Miracle !

But
So far
This is all there is
There is no
Place left to go
In our little time !
(Holy infant so
Tenderandmild.)

HOLY INFANT SO TENDER AND MILD
SLEEP IN HEAVENLY PEACE
SLEEP IN HEAVENLY PEACE