Ready – Set – Go!
I EMERGED from warm liquid. Forced by impulses in the back bottom of MAN’S brain.
I and 249, 999, 999 million other’s fought and jockey for place to enter the Big Race.
Only one can finish and that one was YOU and I.
Down MAN’S spine out his CREATIVE MEMBER.
Specifically, predetermine, concisely designed for PROCREATION and excretion of body fluids.
We all shot forth traveling 28 mph side by side in ranks in files.
Like SEMEN on ships with sails, castaways we were in triple darkness.
Riding electrical jive-rations at the ends of our sails.
Set on a course enclosed in the SACRED WOMB of WOMAN.
Who screams with JOY and PLEASURE as though SHE is cheering US on.
Each struggling to be the first, to enter the merge lane to GLORY.
No thoughts present then that I remember.
How about YOU?
Simply active PURPOSE and INSTINCTIVE OVER-DRIVE.
Racing for the PRIZE which is LIFE.
The BIG RACE starts again at BIRTH.
Predetermine NATURE or YOUR GODS.
Which one really does not matter when observing the full scope of living this life.
We all eventually learn the purpose of life but too many deny its inevitable conclusions.
So its better to live and be HAPPY.
Will WE ALL “EVER” LEARN.
DEATH IS THE PRIZE AT THE FINISH LINE.
FOR ALL OF US THAT WIN THE BIG RACE.