Archive for universe
November 8, 2008 at 6:47 pm · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry, Ramblings and tagged: blessing, choices, esp, future, inevitable, options, possibility, potential, sight, universe, world
Sometime I am crippled by my ability to see into the future.
Paralyzed.
Some think this a blessing,
but if they saw the inevitable,
where would be the mystery in life?
What would be worth doing?
I see all possible outcomes of every action.
At once, this is a blessing. I know all the ways of life.
And it is a curse in that choices are hard to make.
To choose one option is to destroy all other options,
paths, or possibilities.
Can I destroy all that potential?
Aye, there’s the rub.
By choosing one universe, I destroy all others.
Of course, it is my universe.
I guess I can do with it what I please,
including putting it on hold for a while.
We’ll see.
Someday, I’ll absorb the world. HA!
or it will absorb me.
November 7, 2008 at 12:34 am · Filed under love, Poetry and tagged: ache, anticipation, hope, infatuation, longing, love, universe
A longing,
not anticipation,
but an ache holds me here
long after I should have retreated
to the safety of a metro ride
and a short walk home.
I know you won’t walk by,
but I wait for you
thinking that just this once
the universe will turn upside down
and what is reasonable will fall away
and be replaced by what is needed.
November 7, 2008 at 12:16 am · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry and tagged: epistemology, existence, knowledge, Philosophy, religion, universe
As a youth I often ruminated on WHERE the universe is located.
I found that the whole thing, instead, is lodged somewhere inside my head.
You see, ALL my knowledge of time and tide,
rules and regulations by which I abide,
Religion and Philosophy,
have ALL been told or shown to me.
November 6, 2008 at 11:17 pm · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry and tagged: cosmos, die, flicker, life, shine, stars, universe
Stars flicker,
I shine,
we all die.
November 2, 2008 at 2:46 am · Filed under Philosophy, Poetry and tagged: breeze, curtain, doorway, ripples, universe, waves
Ripples,
waves in the fabric of all,
betrayed by a curtain in an open doorway,
and a gentle breeze.
