White Biocentrism

In a silent green sea
wind like waves
wet with celestial memory
sinks some secrets to unseen graves,
others by force link to thinking destiny
as the seam-source of reality and dream
encrypts in cell, seed and porous moonbeam
a life-course for conscious one, all or none
to follow like crawling sun
that bleeds through peer space
to breathe stone and tree, keep pace
with sentient rivers, creeks and streams veining slow
to birthing ponds of a god-seeking race,
ripples stirring on the surface, earthy rumbles below,
mirror hearts beating with purpose, minds dying to know
why and when the Whole universe awakens, daily embracing the soul-blazing sight
after Self-Creator and rune-raised created totally unite.

Excellent!

Absolutely love it. Your Cosmotheist writings are always beautiful and inspiring.

Old nature takes a heavy
Toll on the unwary, weak and sick
No buoys or beacons here
No lighthouses to show the way
The proteins roll in the thunderclap
And the lightening flash
Is a direct and immutable law
It seldom strikes blindly
But destroys everything ill-conceived
When films of prejudice
Wash from eyes
Never blur your vision
To trudge the ways of
Compromising man
Donald Crowhurst, June 1969, on the Sargasso Sea, aboard the Teignmouth Electron