J'adore les hommes
and the continuity of man.
The steadfastness of my paramour is
Apparent année après année.

I am not fond of entanglement,
But interconnectedness
Is unquestionably useful
In my true love epic story.
The intertwining spools of filament
Reach beyond the cat-and-mouse estrangement of a marriage
Into a thousand years of liberating and returning
(and a thousand more of persistent karma).

Forward or backward
Makes no difference.
Let us populate Gaia
With the Original Soul.

Lesson after lesson
Is a response
To the ongoing discourse
Between co-creating forces.
The irony, the humor
Is lost upon sensory mortals
Who perceive themselves to be a mass of sinews
And not my ingenius Osirus.

Death is but a portal 
Au prochain jeu.