A Time To Consider

26 Feb 2023

·CuldeSac

~My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering. There is a time I was alive I was too young to register So I have no memory of it Making sense of the world I think I was careless then Care is something that awakens It comes together in synergy Then worrying becomes a thing Caring is a form of brainwash Early on you learn what food is What communality means to you Then you wonder about sex So you invent little stories About what could make you happy What gives meaning to your life You get to know what desire is Meanwhile the playfield is free If you could deprogram yourself See that it should be meaningless Else it would be like a tyrant So roll down your car windows Let in some of that fresh air Like there is a time to consider There is a time to refrain from it Like there is a time to act There is a time to refrain from it So I looked at the preying mantis And I wondered why it is so small It became apparent to me that it Would be quite unhappy being big A forest must look like the cosmos Size affords its sense of paradise Smiling at this I thought of time Because time never stops ticking You can see it is already over I am an insect who knows nothing Yet I can see to the end of time Inexorably in the same way I die And I thought it all quite silly Matter resulted in such a thought If the universe could take notice I think it would find it rather cute But then my thoughts turned sour For it was met with a bullet On the battle field or a scalpel On some surreal surgical table Where matter meets the mental World and the fact meets fiction But my thoughts moved on from there And I saw a great majestic river Obeying the same rules as streams do Of gravity and necessity leading them Back down and into the open ocean I became silent at how nifty it is That I don't have to eat stars Or be decapitated after mating After all it is a nice playground Where playing is simply existing Soaking up the experience as our Moon slowly drifts farther and farther Away

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CuldeSac

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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