Life is Practice
Stuck in mortality on Earth,
spinning their tires, craving entertainment,
gotta put a battery in everything while regretting what we have done to the planet,
knowing better, but can't help it,
our brief stay has managed to kill our own prospects,
we sing as we sink,
we worship science ( only invented soon enough ago)
put faith in numbers,
we have enshrined the moment,
never to escape,
even death is held at bey,
insulating each victim, conscripting birth to oblivion - the self is never born, only the flesh,
the self is never born.
Life is practice, get it right.
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