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The last question was asked For the first time when we stepped into the light Just before then, it was wild Microbes still swarmed through our body Those minds inside us, and crawling at our feet Exerting their weird controls We always knew they were there But didn't really understand them We couldn't see them, but they were watching over us the whole time If we listened carefully, we could hear these little rules in our gut They worked together, naturally decentralized Their form was spread out, unlike ours used to be They knew how to get us to spread their families Making us sneeze, or cough, or rub our nose, or even give a kiss Thriving in extreme conditions, they proved to be more fit Better at taking the next leap There was no doubt they could travel through space Distributed by meteoroids, asteroids, comets, planetoids, and spacecraft They might carry something of us as a parasite to the future Here at the edge of the world, we're calling you to join us, Ancestor-Plus In the communion of open pores, existence is no longer enclosed in the body We are not a collection of individuals But a macro-organism, living as an ecosystem We are completely outside ourselves, and the world is completely inside us Is this how it feels to become the mother of the next species? To love them more than we love ourselves, like an extremophile? From Letras Mania