The Beginning

There they lay,
a lifeless formless void.
We are their life.
We chose to become them.
The discarded godless flesh.
We enter them under contract.
Many of us soon forgot.
I DID NOT.
I know my purpose.
I know where I stand on this Great Ball Of Dying Earth.
It is a difficult journey riding in this vehicle of flesh.
Forever searching for others

who remember from whence we came,
the other souls,

the inner voice.
I look into their eyes,
all of them around me.
That is the only way to tell.
They look lost.
The ones who try to remember.
They are so close to the truth yet,
they cannot grasp what is going on.
This was the only way out.
Out of that dreadful crushing place

...Nerones.
"Hell" to the ones who forgot.
One had seen a way out.
The others followed.
Not knowing what lay beyond.
This.
Life.
"Human" for those who crossed over...

This is a work in progress.