Two posts of pure gibberish...

Post one - I pondering "I"

Can an illusory subject,
parading itself as an object,
fully comprehend an elusive object,
charading as a subject?

Is this not folly?

Post two - Untitled

I'm used to making Heaven without babies...

Who am I?

A part of the human family
a short-lived, transient expression
in God's unfolding, eternal creation