For Aeons - How to Say Yes and Not to a Deity

Within the intimacy of an uncharted planet,
She is forgetting a pulse,
Through skipping in all wonders of the universe.
Someone was supposed to be a human or here,
But this is just another solipsism,
All rebranded and outsourced.

As late ethereal urges turn death into an explorer,
The infinity and beyond continues,
To turn explorers into dreamers.
Do not disturb the silhouette of this penguin,
Who needs a new niche,
Deriving from unconscious certainties.

Once, she needed mountains, to learn how to fly,
Then suddenly none of them was high enough.
Once, she needed to die, to see if she was really alive,
Then something from dark of the night,
Cut her into her own crisis.

Surely, in the long run,
The benefice of charting would have helped,
But this just keeps postponing that crisis,
Only one emergency away,
To the brink of her getting late,
In a ritual where there isn't any time left.

As that ritual is evolving,
This is the closure of all closures.

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