Neither spiritual,
Nor scientific
I am just a shell,
An Amorite,
Dated 65 million years.

My life began
Out of cataclysm.
It means that
I am neither god, 
Nor devil.

A plain person, structurally adjusted flat,
At a level, 
Square,
Excelling on this surface, 
They call earth.

In an instant of clarity, 
I learned in life,
As in death,
A cube of space is enough
For each person.

Like it
Or not,
Once in the hologround,
Symmetry is the great equalizer.