Perspective

The cause of everything
is the same as
the difference between the
world and itself.

It's like a constantly
changing, evolving mixture of
hate and love for mankind.
By itself, for itself
it kills itself and loves itself.

And it ponders on its own
axis. Its everlasting view
of the sun and the universe.
It cries for more and
haggles for less.

Its slowly deteriorating
existence will not
let itself die. It must
extend itself to peaceful colonies
and destroy to recreate and destroy again.

But now, we must go
along with it to survive.
To be what we call
breathless, blown away.
Sadly, blown away.

Sometimes, we feel
as if it's a must to
be the same and
mandatory to be different.
It has always been the earth-
in our sight- tricking our minds.