Small calligraphic letters are written on old parchment...
What do they know about us...
We all knew... to write, but we don't know... the last letter...
We dream of eternity written in the latest...Arabic...numbers...

But feverishly... we leafed through a newspaper like a sheet music...
To find out our zodiac sign and what it will be...
But do we understand that we seek...help from God Enki...
And that from ancient Babylon come these 12...signs

Our genes will not...give us...
We come from space...Tiamat...or Niburo...
We have Hermes or Thoth who guard..the secrets of knowledge….
To evolve...we need to understand them...
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