‘IT,’ appeared. Therefore, existed
‘IT’ had no idea why.
However, soon discovered natural skills, which led to its growth, strength, and courage.
'IT’ was awake, a part of something that would lead far into an unknown future, for which ‘it’ had no concept.
‘IT,’ shared, creating what was to become knowledge, history, and that of false wisdoms
Wisdoms that contained hardships, disappointments, and failings,
With Knowledge came misconceptions, a divide between one thing and another.
There became, confusions of status, purpose, and value.
Such was the grand scale of all things.
‘IT’ lived, was nurtured, and in return nurtured.
‘IT,’ survived among many, questioning the ways of
how things lived, and why things died.
‘IT,’ become changeable, diverse in many ways, perceiving, yet not understanding the actuality of creation.
‘IT,’ experimented, becoming aware of the connection to something outside of ‘itself.’
‘IT,’ knew no bounds, until it did.
‘IT,’ learned of fear, of like, and dislike.
’IT, ‘chose surroundings that offered the greater protections
‘IT’ recognised the difference between, its self, and other selves.
‘IT,’ was a beginning of creation, a simple story, until the simplicity became guarded, protected, and abused.
The ‘IT’ of humanity over stepped the natural laws of being, soon to become,
the aggressors of, all that existed.
‘IT,’ a simple story, simply buried beneath, the not so simple
fabrications of human instability.
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The Unconventional Scribbler
Words from the Soul.
Life, is Life,
it is not.