The great cosmic orgasm
(And Me)
I don’t remember the great cosmic orgasm, that reached out across the sky, they say it really happen, oh so long ago, I wonder where was I? Or how everything seemed to drift forever while occupying no space in time, while looking for the answers that seem to rattle in my mind. I don’t remember the concussion, it made that very day or the beautiful colors it produced that split from all the rays. I don’t remember how hot it was, or how cold it really got, as it floated through the unknown space as a pinpointed dot.
I don’t remember either of them that stirred up so much dust, to produced so many stars and moons sounds like it must have been rough. Each one had its own vague history laced between the stars although a mortal mystery just outside of mars. They say it has all happen before in a wave of venturing lights. So spread your wings, lift, and ring to ponder what is right.
I search the heavens for a new life, in hopes to catch a glimmer of truth. Another world came into view that seemed to capture blue. It was a precarious planet, which harnessed a glowing moon... I am sure I’ll find the answer, I’m sure I’ll find it soon.
On the other side of this distant sun, this man came into view; he was bouncing up and down as if he found something new. It seemed he had made a discovery and was waving something around.
I watched and waited, to see what he was waving, then I zoomed into focus and I was really elated…”I’ve waited for so long to see another just like me, but the shock was a real surprise, for this man, was none other than me.”