Late at night (now early morning)
I lie awake
and dwell on nothing
-the Nothing
that created Something
that is Everything,
and what created the Nothing,
and on and on…
Tag: Existence
Quote, You are All Stardust
The amazing thing is that every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements – the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution – weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way they could get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.
-Lawrence M. Krauss, A Universe from Nothing: Why There Is Something Rather Than
My Journey
This is my journey,
I’m not quite sure
Where it is taking me;
Does anybody ever, really?
But it is mine,
And I am open,
And willing,
And learning,
And giving,
And teaching,
And loving,
And…
Living.
Orbittal
10.17.18
I am a sinner, a believer,
I am lost, I am found,
I am a pagan,
A believer in all; a believer
In the good,
I am hopeful,
I am doubtful,
I am cycled in this circle
Of infinite turns,
In part with this single life,
I am,
And I am turning,
Orbitting;
Sometimes aware,
But most often oblivious to my movement,
And I turn,
Pulled
By the magnetism
Of existence,
As pulled
Are we all.
The End
We avoid the light
For fear
It is the end.
Never Been
All night with the owl,
Or calling early morning with the crow,
Midday butterflies at play,
Caterpillar on journey,
Seagull in a strange land,
Dragonfly showing opal wings,
Or my familiar dog
And coy cute cat friends,
At the zoo
-From exhibit to exhibit;
At the store
-A smile from a friend I’ve yet to meet;
Alone on the beach
-With the ocean and breeze;
Or the middle of the night…
And oh yes! –Solitary moth,
I remember you!
(I never forgot),
No,
I have never,
Even “in my darkest hour”,
Ever
Been
“alone.”
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