Bickering Element's

Time just escaped me.                      
                     
Inside of a light prism analysing the                      
sepa-rate sides of my insite differ,                      
One sides dimer on the opposite side brilliant, beams of lights traped my spirit with in a dimond that twist clockwise,                      
Then backwards to counter this lifes imprints, the foot prints left on the bridge of time is endless, why do i walk when im trapped in this car that acts as a star powered by thought instantly bringing me how ever far i need to travel its madness but its habbit instinct programmed in the shell that i inhabit. Until i can command every cell ill get these calves fit. And up the grafics on my caps lense then evolve,                      
Its hard to appreciate a window of a vehicle that travels at light speed preoccupied enhancing my psyche, some time i wish that i could breathe my brain is relentless my soul is homesick so escaping this temple is the only aspect of logic it accepts im tired, but cant rest desires that makes steps seem lighter than faint breaths. Shower my mind with the dark matter, accention from this dimension is all that i ever asked for,                      
To air your my best friend and fire your my rival. I wish we could stop fighting and do what we all came down for. But all im hearing is bickering about space and dimensions when all of this is just a product of something we didnt finish. we could enjoy this place but yall make it pointless to stay here.  we could have had new suits that could contain all our streath but were so fragile with in,  as soon as we touched flesh wonder distracted us and we forgot why we are here now we're to busy fighting to preserve the objects that we never could grip.......... Fire you destroyed every thing that you love its only natural to incarnate and be happy about the fact you can touch. Air you were invisible and no elements could relate that. the fact that no one could hold you made you insanely sad. I was stuck with earth feeling angry and trapped every wave that i would throw was ignored and when some thing would fall in my hands it would sink to the floor. Thats when fire came to me and told me to put it out. I tried but the fire just kept growing to the point it was precipitating every drop of water i was throwing. then air came made fire stronger and showed me that it could stick around with out sinking to the floor then we was solid. living the dream we all saw that our problems had a simular theme. every time we tried to touch something it sliped through our reach so we decided to build a machine. we needed our mother to do it so earth gave us the tools we need to create a hu then man laid on the earth empty it seemed i needed to be filled so i went in first, fire came right after me air came in the picture and the human inhaled to breathe.... Breathe then fire speeded its molecules up so it was easy to think. i was reason it move but we couldnt produce, water flowed from the eyes wind came from the throat and the body produced heat but it was never enough.  we promised to used the new found logic to balance our energies learn creation from earth to create the ideal genese for us to inhabit with out ware and tare being a thing. so many centuries past and were still the same the only thing thats difference is you cant remember your names.