Super Moderator TheRedneckProfessor Posted September 10, 2013 Super Moderator Share Posted September 10, 2013 My world is safe tonight For the Infinite beast is watching And I can see Him-- Just barely-- Between the cold metal saplings Which are the boundaries of my world. My world... The Infinite Beast placed me in this world So that I could do His will And He is good For He provides me with nourishment In the form of tablets And He gives me the Bottle From which I drink And He has given me The Great Wheel Which controls the cycle of my life. But sometimes the Infinite Beast scares me For He removes some of the cold metal saplings Down by the Stone of Heat And He coaxes me to come out But I am terrified For my world is safe And I know of nothing beyond it. I cannot even move For fear that I will come too close To the edge of what I know And I will fall into what I do not know. Yet somehow even through my fear I long to run through the gap in the saplings. Somehow I sense that this isn’t really My world after all I only believe it is Because the Infinite Beast keeps me here And because I have been here so long It is all I know It is familiar And safe. Sometimes the Infinite Beast even reaches into my world And He takes me up into His mighty paws And I am utterly petrified For He is infinite And I am helpless And weak And alone. But when I am in His mighty paws Then I know for sure that things are not right as they are For I see images before my eyes Of open fields full of good grass to eat And vast forests of trees Older even than the Infinite Beast And rushing water that runs Between the trees and over stones And something in me longs for such a world But it does not exist It must not exist Or the Infinite Beast would have placed me there Instead of here In this real world. So I gaze out between the cold metal saplings Which are the boundaries of my world And I can see the Infinite Beast Who sees all He is before the Orb of Truth Which is a great black box With a glowing eye That reveals to Him the hidden mysteries of life And teaches Him how He should live He is sitting before it Counting the lettuce leaves Which somehow grant unto Him all power over all things According to how many He has. And over on the High Wooden Hill The Orb of Wisdom sits chirping It also is a box with a glowing eye Which reveals all knowledge to Him For it never forgets And the Infinite Beast speaks to it By pressing on small pebbles That lie in a bed before it But now the Round and Silent One, Whose thin arms control His comings and goings, Has looked down on Him in such a way As to remind Him that He should now Bring me another nutrition tablet And to take His own as well So tonight I will not be afraid For somehow tonight I sense That the Infinite Beast Is really just a being very much like myself Only larger 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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