The Facilitator

You are a cog in a complex gear box

i am the pulse through its lubricant

while you observe from one perspective

i am destination, whilst you are still pursuing it

you move through space-time

burning energy you live to gain

i am here and there at once

dimensional absence remains my domain

you are an organism with a brain in a shell

i am all that isnt

i can choose to retract or repel

my body is gas and my brain is a liquid

from conception to death through life you waddle

i have constructed your ship in a bottle

time is a beach and the sea is space

you are alive and death is a shark

you are bond to the laws of the earth

while i am the moon which pulls you apart