Our Children are growing up in a dangerous place. War is taking place outside our windows right in our face.
A young kid hides beneath his bottom bunk bed. Wild thoughts going through his head. Voices scattered randomly throughout the night. He slept on the edge of the bed by the door in fright. Cold and afraid. Home alone holding his scroll. Waiting for his mother to come home.
Out of nowhere an interstellar scientist punched a code into an interface touch screen that powered a weird looking fish bowl. Da Kozmoz had to restart. A new journey to save Invisible Energy's heart. A very special journey to save his future Y chromosome from the dark. Future generations were waiting for a Sol on Marz! Drowning beyond the stars. The next poetic movement demonstration began with no hesitation. Minds opened up beyond education expectations to the poetry in motion invasion.
Gravity had a mission to complete on Mother Earth. Raise five chosen souls from birth, Invisible Energy first. From Marz to Mother Earth. Friendly dark energy connecting all chemistry. The son of Gravity magically gets saved from a tragedy & life in all worlds goes on casually. After ever happily...
Once upon a rhyme, the pen had a best friend. They made line for line again and again. A spiritual design. It was a miracle, a blessing from the skies. The Gods have aligned new information in disguise. The Great Awakening all the planets formed a perfect line......
Da Kozmoz said, "Look Gravity you're not done writing rhymes till you write a book, your majesty. Stir fry ya mind. Let your thoughts simmer, then serve ya thoughts for dinner. Keep cruising through space on this blue ship like a Buick or a cruise ship. Just have prudence and keep improving. You are so enthusiastic, spoken word music is magic. Keep preaching your own teachings, no need to keep it top secret. Is it under your own pretense? Or a space alien conspiracy theory, reaching frequent angels and demons?"
Gravity replied, "It just happens! This is written in the same fashion, a space mashup. I'm the Gravitational Pull master!"
"We found the perfect position in the sky that gave the planet cosmic waves in 1985. Each child in the womb was given the secrets to the alien tomb, on the darkside of the moon. This energetic collision changed the cosmic positions, upsetting the cosmic musician, compromising the universal orchestra in the fourth dimension. Time is the distance traveled to a place in space. Most people can't remember how they became a member of something so great. To live is to exist within the galactic orbit. The universe is one galaxy marble clashing against another fantastic forfeit. Cosmic stardust flows within we. The Parallel Universe hides in poetry," Da Kozmoz said.
"With Invisible Energy & Gravity as the Soul specimens of my new science project. It is time to connect the Parallel Universe to Da Kozmoz's fishbowl. A pure entanglement between the two can't be denied. It's the Gravitational bloodline!" Great Grandmother Universe replied.
Cosmic mathematicians travel slow. Ahead of the task of calculating a hidden signal in a new law of physics. Brainwaves are built from the position of Mother Earth during an interstellar light transmission. Many childbirths received the galaxy's frequencies from the Alien Indigo seed. A new species that leads to connecting and respecting the solar breeze. The Parallel Universe speaks, spins, breathes, it's you, it's me!
"Eyes are windows to the soul. Melanin is gold. This is getting old," Da astrophysicist whispers as he types in a code. [ ] were the keys he typed in. Life as we know it began. A restart on the same simulation. Just for the sake of research on wave equations & different behaviors! A small task in Da Lab of cosmic creators!
