The Story of the Heavens in Poetry

You see
The heavens tell a story
That won’t ever be erased
For what has happened
Is written in outer space
For plasma contains the details
Of the Cosmic Web

The past is not the only thing
That you can read
The future is there
For those that chose to see
Choice is the illusion
That makes you feel free
When it’s a scam
Because you wouldn’t understand the plan

I know you might say
Why does it all matter?
The air, earth, fire, and water
Will change the face of the Earth
You’ll die and be forgotten
The cyclic cycle will repeat
A new world will come about
And even they will fall
In their deceit

It does not seem like the problem
Is you or me
But the illusion of the material world
Has taken over your mind
Your Ego makes you blind
Your senses deceive
To make this world feel
As if it’s real
So once you learn
That we are one
It’ll all be undone
You’ll create
Instead of staying a slave
To what you crave
I’ll see you
At a later date