The Green Road

We have spoken of the downward road into flames

Now, we speak of the green road

You have become preoccupied with birth and death

The controlling of them

Convinced of your own evanescence, the making and ending of life is the greatest power you can conceive of

But it is a power beyond your grasp

You cannot destroy life, nor can you create it

Life began in water, is sustained in water, and is joined in water from the first to the last

In the water of the womb, two living bodies combine to produce a third

When the first two bodies decay, life continues in the third

It is neither created nor destroyed, it merely changes its face

All organisms are joined in this one line of descent, in one single life, flowing through forms and eons uncounted, as a great river

The river rolls on, unbroken

Deep river

Deep river, oh-oh

Deep river

I wanna cross over in a calm time

We symbionts are those who swim the waters of the river, and have seen the vast life form of which we are part reflected therein

You are just the fingertips of something, unable to grasp the wrist you are attached to, and unable, therefore, to perceive your connection to the greater whole

We have come to remind you

This is the final crossroads

Only through the path of water, through the path of life, through the path of the symbiont, will you find the green road