Electric Magazine Volume VII (Winter '19) | Page 35

Of the utmost significance directly

Into the wind, hoping

They would be picked up.

“Humanity as one cell, one organism. All of us together shining the light on our one being whose blood rushes and flows and ebbs down into each other, spreading viruses and love. All we have is each other.

These words we used to pray to, as we tried to emulate the gods, we built statues to ourselves and all celebrated our own successes all as one cohesive being. We prayed to this statues, but also large blocks of cinder, rough and hard it could cut one if touched. Throughout the day guilt would trap us, why were we not praying one would think. One would become obsessive and neurotic about praying. The guilt all ever consuming of such a grand race.”

2.

Dust, the remnants of

Old human flesh, was

Scattered around, and the

Dim lights obscured

Ones optics in this old

Brutal Library.

Deep in the library there was an Old,

Large, and somatic Owl

Who was reclined on a branch.

It looked at my face

And rain came pouring down

From a hole in the wall, and the

Rain caused ripples in my skin

And distortions to my flesh, aging me infinitely.

I was so alone, and I would never be found

Again. Yet I was always alone,

No one had found me yet.

Already gone in the dusty jackets

And the old telephone books.

“Time shall stop to exist, and all shall be perceived as one. Heat death to first birth. We shall see all and give equal relevance to all. And due to this our world shall end, a new one shall begin. Ages shall be under our rule, age of man or fire or machine. We have the essential power of god.”

3.

All around were

"...All we have is each other..."

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