The consciousness new form creates it
It's living, it's a real being
You always thought it is materialistic.
But no sense an argument of it.
In cosmic space where many planets
Are rushing past like huge sweet balls
Their orange forms provoke snakes
A big desire to have dinner
And
thirst conquered the hunger,
And temperance, and even wisdom.
And snakes with body interlaced in oneness
That oranges absorb with greedy,
Declaring of love with body