time
as we know it
is but
a staging point
for destinations we birth ourselves
realms beyond
reserved for the bold
archtypes, patterns yet untold
where imagination defines
the way
we penetrate the realm
of the archtype
and order the Primal patterns
to our desires
we become the Pattern Maker
no longer content
to be puppets
of olympian gods
but such a heruclean task
must begin in matter
in mud itself
spiritual ideas are fine
but Earthen Realities Rumble