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Cosmos

The other day I heard that there are many galaxies
Besides the one we live in, thousands each expert agrees
Thousands of systems just like the one that we live in
A universe so vast that it almost makes my head spin
And that is when I realized just how oblivious
The human ego makes people, allow me to discuss:
Not only is there a city outside the ego's reach
Not only is there a country full of those who could teach
Not only is there an entire world of something more
Not only is there a galaxy that most do ignore
Not only are there countless star systems that do surround
Perhaps even to this physical realm we are not bound
All this vast existence all around, yet what I hear
Every single day is ego making it quite clear
That IT is the center of this vast universe of ours
It makes its problems seem so big as it whines and it cowers
It cries about something at work or what its family did
This tiny, insignificant particle that's amid
Billions of other souls, other planets, stars and space
How could such a tiny speck act like such a disgrace?
How can someone be so unaware and think that life
Only has to do with them, THEIR struggles and THEIR strife?
How can ego make one so short-sighted as to think
That ALL OF THIS around them is completely out of sync?
How can someone feel so self-absorbed that they feel severed
From the entire cosmos just 'cause something they endeavored
Didn't pan out how they wanted, so it's all ignored
The ego makes it all unseen, unnoticed, unexplored
How tragic that humanity is anchored with this leech
This parasite of ego which constantly does beseech:
"You are all that matters, your feelings, your fears, your pain!"
If you ask me, this behavior to me seems just insane
To be so out of touch and unaware of what's outside
Of one's own head shows just how tainted we all are by pride
Each tiny ego floats among the suns and worlds and stars
Worrying about its job, its house, its clothes, its cars
Relationships, religion, politics, sports and the weather
Feeling like a supernova when it's a small feather

~Miro

Paul DiSegna on Google+ November 13, 2014