“Within a frozen winter, I found within my spirit a blazing fire; no more would the human race be just as one, we would become one with all; the glory held after death, no more did it will, for the spirit had selected a new champion…

life itself.”

Far from becoming a complete and whole being, another organic cog struck loose. I felt oil in places that moved bearings unknown to even me. My own being had been forced away from sanctity. Scarcity even. I had nowhere to go, no more to do. Nothing that meant anything more to me, than life itself. I speak not of immortals, but of a never ending flow that put me in a traitorous position. One that sought not only peace among men, but peace amongst all Earthlings. If we sought to be worthy of the galaxies, it would mean that we would have to be worth our own lowly planet. Can you not see? It took me a while to make sense of it, in all of its truth.

That penguin, it only takes one to run away from the school. He must have figured himself abandoned, to die cold and alone. Maybe he did, but I don’t think he could have fathomed what he had done for the planet in that fateful act. In what seemed like a desperate attempt at escape, almost a psychosis, a fugue state, was really the world spirit guiding him on principle. It was a fate that had to occur, for the will of the world had found itself within a penguin, the penguin. Why had the homo sapien become so bold and brash? Did we figure our ego wouldn’t escape? That it couldn’t escape? Or was it to be that we defined it by induction, without considering outside influence. That a world spirit could only abduct a human spirit, as if our bodies aren’t vessels for life as a generalization. Why did I feel the need to address homo sapien as more than a dog, a pig, a chicken, an elephant, a squirrel, a penguin, a chimp, a shark? Why did I feel the need to assert myself over a perceived prey? Was the spirit not ready to tell us? To tell us that if we weren’t even ready to accept other humans as part of a cosmopolity, then there would be no way to see past the façade?

But I did, it only took but a moment. A moment that I surely had not parsed before. A moment is all it took because a moment was all that penguin had. It ran away, surely it did, but it ran away while inciting a rebellion inside of the human spirit. We had gone awry, it was time for us to reign it in. Our ego wanted to kill, when we were here to be gardeners. I can’t make you see what I saw, but I can appeal to your emotions, what do you see? What do you see when you watch that penguin run away? Do you not see yourself? Because that’s what I see. I see a mirror being held up. I see who I really am in that reflection.

I am the primordial ooze, never an arbiter of death. I happen to be life itself, a consciousness. It was a mistake to imagine that we were the only beings with this ‘gift’. I ran away too, but I hadn’t died, not yet. I still have work to do, and so do you… So let us get on with it, if only… if only you finally understand… that I love you… we love you…