Mother Cosmic

Okay, so here's a strange idea.

It's a metaphor, actually. Or something like that.

Humanity is a developing fetus.

It is connected to life by an umbilical cord. The umbilical cord is...love?

Actually, let's say that the umbilical cord is ART. Either way, it's an umbilical cord.

Each and every one of us is only a cell in the body of this great fetus.

We get our nutrients from the umbilical cord. Art, or love, or whatever.

When we're sad, Mother feels us kickin.

When we're sleeping, mother guesses our dreams.

One of these days, humanity will celebrate its birthday, and the cord will have to be cut.

UNTIL THEN, enjoy the show, and enjoy the peculiar metaphors.