I’m not just a bird in the sky; I am the sky
I am intimately entwined with the body that holds my body, with the thought that holds my thought
We came in with a big bang
It tore you and me apart in space and time
I have my foot in another galaxy
My hand in another time
It makes it hard for me to see me
Or us
But we are slowly getting there
Give it a few more billion years
In the meantime, keep eating your own body, thinking you are consuming somebody else
