Narcissus has grown

As the fire refuses to walk along
After hours of begging
Here I am in the now and again
Holding hands with absurd.
The lover that never leaves -
A reminder for me
Gliding through the rythm,
Subtly asking for help
And so far in return
Learning that my Saturn
Is spinning backwards,
Which means that I am
On the right track, synced
With the right time
For pure panic!
Unable to deny =
Forced to agree,
Once more lost and found
Engulfed by infrared shine,
Peeling squishy oranges
With a smooth surface,
Juice in my eyes
While I shower in god -
In the hottest water there is.
I hope this speaks for itself.
For I get it off on the „???? „
Paying for my strange kinks
While somewhat respecting
The balance and the cliche,
Which, despite misantrophy,
I fail to run too far away from.
Ego homo sapiens, post omnia..
(Meaning „too much brain“ in latin)
Overwhelmed little girl
Shooting up endorphin
Hears another soul
On this interactive rectangle
Uttering calmingly: „That's it. „
“Love will heal everything. „
The girl in me fiercely believes
There are constant changes,
Yet I have been stuck here
For ages, or so it seems.
When I fear of someone
Claiming I am going crazy
And blowing my cover this way,
It is only me reassuring myself,
That all is okay.
The narcissus has grown,
And it gained consciousness.
We are all one, universal,
Made from little pieces
Of human supernature,
Looking down on each other
As we try to win every round
Of this race towards death,
Or so I have learned...
Please, continue the fun,
Keep up with the gravity,
While I'm here to observe
And convince that I know
How life on Earth works
If it does.
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Whatever you are afraid of
Will eventually scare you.
Choose your fear wisely.