SPACESHIP OF THE HUMAN SPECIES

From infinity to creation, he arrived gently, emotionally in a spaceship.
In great distress, he created a heart, a blessed emotion, in a spaceship.

Hallucinogenic cosmology, spaceship and heart version in attitude.
He appeared almost human, not even in pain, wanting gratitude.

His spaceship was himself, man or woman. Go wherever you want.
All equal, before the light that shook the Earth, anyone, the way you want.

The sun arrived and the darkness disappeared.
It embraced all the things in the planet as it appeared.
He brought joy and felt pain. He was sad and disappointed.
It was cold, it was hot, and He declared war as it appeared.

The creator is simple, His angels are in love, without evil.
He projected the divine, desiring affection for a foreigner was a will.

Black, white, yellow, red, humanization, nothing fatal.
As an actress or gay, a prostitute, never banal, all equal.

He had his spaceship and flew within himself to every corner.
Flying wherever he wanted in eternal search not more as a foreigner.

He would only love those who wished his well. And He would love himself.
He would travel always aimlessly following in the infinity of himself.

The destination is Happiness. God in himself, He was a player.
Wherever He went, whenever He wanted, murmuring as a prayer.

Only ETs with good intentions would bring salvation for the Earth.
Remaking the human planet, which once left everything good on Earth.

The sun arrived and the darkness disappeared.
It embraced all the things in the planet as it appeared.
He brought joy and felt pain. He was sad and disappointed.
It was cold, it was hot, and He declared war as it appeared.

As a legacy, winged beings created the evolutionary process of the species.
He had reached a crossroads when He encountered a subspecies.

With very clear paths regarding what is the best for humanity.
Either they do it right, or all human beings die, without continuity.