Ventriloquist earth 2

One human life, a tear falling finitely from ventriloquist earth, the stuttering breath of solipsism chuntering about war. A whale screams in the ocean, a tear that briefly belongs to death, time his hand puppet will not accord with the umbilical cord of the false womb of earth' s electric lights. From a distance the moon moves the tides, an archetype marooned is raised closer to the collective mind of man, perhaps a supernatural injection coming to fruition. A rocket lands on the moon, the blindfold of history's tapestry falls from the eyes of the world.