consensual earth
this earth, our home
this real earth, our consensual reality
to which we joyfully bound ourselves
actual matter, not some matrix illusion
though know no stone in time is study
as matter, itching, yearns to morph & mutate
in sheer delight of evolutional complexity
expressing its frustration in quake, flood & lava

only the bright idea may survive the collapse of time
the realm of idea the splendid ringmistress
crack! and matter shakes its magical mystery mane,
laced & shocked with electricity & dazzle

matter, the dragon we tame to forge the grand systems
it is our quest and destiny to create

her voice, her dream into action
her word imprinting promising thoughts into the fertile physical
scattering dna seeds divine into such beautiful gem-encrusted shells
such as we

yet idea that would survive must share matter's roaring eagerness
for expansion & flexibility, complex metamorphosis & change
evolute now!

and here we learn the secret of her sly, shifting paradoxes
they are the bridges between dimensions
hidden with smoke & mirror

this earth our prearranged meeting place
a solid forum to exchange idea and hatch originals
a sheltering leaf to coccoon new gods in flesh
no eagle despise the worm
no butterfly wrestle the womb
no man forget his future
though he may fear & forgoe it