Bravely craving for love and human touch
Secretly savoring the solitary time you stole from your beloved
Honoring the Call of Hawk to fly away into the wild
Responding to the primal urge to nest and lay roots
Roots and wings; co-existing, sabotaging
Am I a tree or a bird? Am I human or god?
Loving and hating; plodding and soaring
Build it up, tear it down
Cosmic destruction is the dance of gods.
Creative destruction is the dance of humans.
We are gods. We destroy. We create.
We are human. We love. We hate.
Being human-gods is fucking hard work.
No wonder religion sells.
Easier to outsource our god.