The Apex Parade

As soon as we lose our infectant ego,
we'll inherit the stars.
To perceive oneself as all
would establish progression exponentially.
Greater still are our minds march towards the apex parade;
approaching the pinnacle celebration of love & intellect.
Do not mistake this halt as the downfall of progressive thought,
but as a dive into the infinite.
However, this is not an easy feat to bare,
to trudge on through the wilderness of glamour, lies, and vanity
and sift through the seduction of power and loss of it.
And march wildly through the very distinction between ourselves and each other.
The "masses" would be a way of the past.
In turn we'd lose a part of ourselves.
Step lively though cause the cost is around you.