Bernie Prior - Conscious Human Evolution

A little poem I wrote

I Am
Sitting here alone,
it feels like i'm home.
Surrounded by myself,
death is seen as one big joke.
Old father time has become a chore,
and alas for him he is no more.
Everything is one,
even the Sun,
and there is nothing to be done anymore.
Being like this is how I exist.
One eye is open watching life unfold,
this is my glorious world.
Surrender to what is to share my bliss,
and you will see that you wrote this.