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08/21/08 - (2)
Now and No The dramatically vast distance between now and no Is no greater than the width of "w" — A star illuminating the cosmos, with its lambent light.
I, an inhabitant of the planet Earth, Know, authoritatively, of what I say, speak, postulate. After all, I'm of the species Homo sapiens,
A member of human civilization, A dust mote who's fated to be born, live, and die, Relinquish his paltry mosaic of flesh and bones,
Acquiesce to burial in dirt Or transmogrification into cremated ashes — Hardly even sustenance for worms.
If only man, with all his astonishing genius, Could devise a methodology, technology, science For closing the gap between now and no, erasing it,
Creating a treaty, confederation, pact Between life and transience, ephemerality, evanescence, Existence and irrevocable nothingness,
Perhaps he could bloom into an immortal flower That would blossom daily, even nightly, Like a belladonna, datura, nicotiana, paper-white.
But if he can't, dear God, Might it be within Your humbling prescience To let now subsume no, for the rest of man's destiny?
08/21/08 - (2)
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