Watch the way the world unfolds around you.
One thing leading to another in a vast circle of reality.
Notice how each piece is interlinked with so many other pieces.
Down to the knowledge that a star had to die to create the matter that makes you.
Ever sit there and just contemplate all that?
Realize that that feeling of awe is as normal as breathing, that you are a …
Big numbers eventually become small
If you zoom out far enough
Leaving the sense of wonder behind
Like when you’re little, 100 was so big, then a thousand
It boggles the mind at how small those numbers are now
Only by adding zeroes can the awe be added back in
Now what is a big number for you?
Stars do their ballet dance
High above her head
It gives her goosebumps
Nighttime performances like this were awe inspiring
Especially as some performers blazed across the stage
Can’t make it hot enough to please him
He scarfs down whole scotch bonnets for breakfast
I even saw him puree ghost peppers and drink it as a smoothie
Last Superbowl was the topper. The con carne concoction he brought was pure chemical warfare
Leaving us all to stare in awe and fear as he ate the whole thing without a single sniffle
It did come to no surprise that his intestines eventually got their revenge for his war crimes.
There was a rhythm to how things flowed in life
If one could anticipate the beat, one could thrive
Many tried and flailed and failed, but Ramona was a natural
It left those in the know in awe and a bit jealous
Now here she was, about to win it all and there wouldn’t be anything left
Giving in, she purposely made a mistake assuring herself a better tomorrow