I Think, Therefore I Am
I Go Back Eons, When the Cosmos Came Into Being
In Time, I Became A Being
I Became Everyone Running Through Time
We have lived everywhere, and everywhere the cosmos floated through the windows of our souls
We Were Always Fearful of the Cosmos and Prayed to the Demonslayer to Protect Us From Evil
We Made Pilgrimages To Our Gods and We Begged for Mercy and Forgiveness,
We Wished for Good Harvests, for our labor to bring us Joy, Happiness and Pleasure
For Centuries We Harvested the Pharoah's Sugar Cane
So We Could Build Monuments To Our Faith In An Afterlife
We Were Told To Believe That Death Was A Bridge To An Eternal Realm, Where Time No Longer Existed, Where All Our Earthly Sorrows Would Be Transformed Into Goodness And Light, Where We Would Be Transcendent Beings
But Was That True? What If It Was Merely Nothing, and Our Earthly Beings Were The Only Reality
And So We Began To Dream How To Make Our Earthly Beings Have Better Lives, But It Wasn't Easy, Nor Did The Reality of Our Dreams Seem Fair
We Became People Who Have Lived In Many Worlds, In Many Times And Many Not of Our Own
And At The Same Time We Have Lived Like Other Young Men In Their Time
Throughout History We have been many selves, always dressing to kill
We Went To Fancy Balls And Men Would Just Beg For A Nibble
We Became A Happy Couple, Living For One Another
And Yet, And Yet, Often We Have Not felt like being at all,
too sick inside to care who we are, where we want to go, or what this is all about
There are times We Simply Want to Disappear, Forget It All
It Was Like A Sickness Unto Death, And Everything Became False
In Other Times, Other Places, Other Beings, We would wake and stare into the morning sun, hoping to fill the void in our souls and try to figure out what our being here has to do with anything
We Would Meditate Upon The Nature Of Things, The Beginning And End Of Things,
The Beginning and End Of Whoever We Were Being In That Moment
We Yearned For Meaning To Fill The Emptiness Inside
We Sought Immortality, And We became Actors so our faces and roles would live forever
We Became Sculptors and Artists, so our work would survive us
We Became Athletes Seeking Glory, Fame, and of course Money
We Became Rich Beyond Our Wildest Dreams
We Took Wrong Turns, and Often Became Overly Enamored With Beauty And The Things Money Could Buy, We Sculpted Our Faces To Conform
We Became Melania Dreaming of Immortality
We Were Untroubled by our diet of callous cruelty because it only demonstrated the Superiority Of Our Being
And Our lack of consciousness was only slightly disturbed
Until We Became Free
Free From the Lust That Fame Would Save Us
Free From Any Thought That We Had It All, That Beauty And Luck Would Be Our Magic Ticket
Free From The Lure That Fashion Will Showcase Our Best Selves, Proclaim our Worth and Value, Cement Our Social Status, Save Us From Thinking About Who We Really Are
And Who Are We Really? The Selves We Once Were?
The Successes That Marked Our Professional Careers
The Snaps We Take Of Those Brief Moments That We Hope Will Last Forever
From Asking, How Long Are We Alive After We Die?
"Vanity of vanities, all is vanity"
