One Act Play

(collab of Indie, MDT and Prophet)


How can you start something
When it’s already begun?
It all has been,
The story’s been told
Since before time began

The breath of creation,
In the flash of
The Big Bang
Has spiraled out through time
To deliver the story
which I now am telling,

Though I am so very small,
A mere speck,
in the eternity of ALL,
In this present moment,
the story is unfolding.

And they’ll lead us to believe
That nothing is original
When it’s all been done before
Leaving us wondering
What is the point?
Of this one act play

When I am so very small
With time spread out
So far around me
In all directions
Yet this is my story, your story
And it may have all been done before
But not by me, not by you, not by us

Destiny may be but a speck
But it is my speck
Your speck
Our speck to travel

so travel in knowledge of the universe
where minutes hours days months and years
have no significance in
the eternal sea of wisdom
and fate plays its role
to make us desire the grandest question
what comes next

text and spoken word the assimilation
of our evident creation
the answer is there,
fair and square
simple and bare

Histories interweave
and create what we perceive
the world is at an end if I perish
but for you its a place you cherish
and in some point in time we shared a world,
a stage, of this one act play.