posted on Feb, 27 2016 @ 07:06 PM
There was nothing, just an infinite darkness.. The silence that echoed in eons gave a balance in the cosmos.. But that single seed, that single
thought, that single soul, searched for an answer, a meaning and a purpose..
The seed divided into two, an idea came to life, time became a purpose and a meaning..
Stars were forged, planets were born and you could see the first seeds of life..
As the strings of time flew by, the chaos that once was, found balance in the cosmos..
The planets aligned around their sun, the moons around their planets and a new chaos began on the surface of a blue dot..
Single seeds fought in the depth of a wast ocean. Those seeds divided into two, an idea came to life, time once again became a purpose and a meaning..
Eons passed, the chaos that once was in the wast oceans, found balance in life..
Life forged around pillars in the depth, the sun gave life near the surface and life climbed up on the shores and a new chaos began once again..
The trees grew higher, the grass taller, the bushes bigger and it was all connected through a complexity of a simple organism of a fungus. And the
first breath ever taken was heard throughout, and the war over land began.. Tiny creatures that took the seeds from the wast oceans unto land, wings
and winds even further..Eons passed, soil and seed found a home inside the creatures, those seeds divided into two, an idea came to life, time once
again became a purpose and a meaning..
Once again the strings of time, found balance of life within those creatures , the chaos that once was, was no more..
The land, the sea and the space above, finally found a balance within, a perfection of life throughout..
In nature we were perfection, in the kingdom of God, we became nothing more than beasts.. Our mind grew bigger, and the sacred evolution became
profane design of our own creation. We looked to the kingdom of insects and did what they have done for millions of years, we destroyed evolution and
called it progress..
And once again the strings of time saw the creation of gods kingdom and nature clash, a chaos made by the hands of man..
When the fields were filled with blood, it became the soil for our fertile land.. And everyone had their stomach filled within the kingdom of God.
We found a home in the ideals of one mans perfection, a singe thought, an idea, his purpose and meaning
The chaos that once was is no more upon the land of the fertile soil, but that purpose and meaning was forever gone.