Creation

My 2022 poem Creation, revamped for 2024

CREATION

Born from resistance.

Like Pluto.

An unacknowledged planet, we avert.

The evil genius, god of the underworld.

Still, It propels our universe forward.

Ever-expanding.

By only this “negativity”, or conflict,

Do we combine, mate.

Only by the friction of these two surfaces rubbing together.

Do we birth creativity, the universe, our universe.

This conscious, magically positive love child of negative and positive forces.

The holy trinity, 3, DNA.

Blood...iron...

The stars inside and outside of us.

Humanity creates the magical.

And the magical informs humanity.

This is the interaction, the feedback loop, the relationship.

This is what life is...experience, mystery, love

Work with your fears.

Marry your fears.

Befriend your fears.

But always stay in that intergalactic driver's seat.

And you, my child, will be free. … or maybe you won’t. Who cares - it’s all a paradox.