Long ago.
Riding
in the
car,
back seat.
Mom and
Dad
up front.
Long gone
now.
Christmas
season
about.
Cold dark
night.
Heading
home
from a
family
visit.
Christmas
1959.
Age of
seven.
Light
on the
Boston
Hancock
building
flashing
red.
Snow
signaled.
Thrilled­
at the
sight.
Cold crisp
night.
Perhaps
a white
Christmas
awaits.
Homes
covered
in lights
along the
way.
Joy residing
within.
Home,
arrived.
Hot cocoa
marshmallow
topped.
Living room
dim.
Christmas
tree glow.
Fond
memories,
of simpler
times.
When
all seemed
well.
Oh, so
many
years ago.

Void.
In the
void.
Humanity
sprung.
Blue dot
in the
evermore.
Civilization
as such.
All that’s
known.
Understood.
Derived.
Humanity
great and
small.
All accumulated
knowledge
attained.
Infinitely
small.
Minuscule
ant farm.
Scurrying
around
on a
negligible
speck.
Perspective
lost.
Perspective
never
attained.­
Humanity
lost
in the
void.
In itself.
False
sense
of importance.
Center of
nothing.
Point of
existences?
Live
and let
live.
Nothing
more.

The way.
The way
it was.
Instincts
interactions.
Choreographed
dance of
evolution.
Surviving,
just
surviving.
Millions
of years
as such.
As it
was,
now
still.
For now!
Change.
New ways
interactions.
Unimaginable.
The
unimaginable
awaits.
Blendin­g
virtual’s.
Infinite
virtual’s.
New
vistas
approach.
Worlds
beyo­nd
worlds.
Beyond
any that’s
come before.
Great divide,
just
over the
hill.
Absorbing
souls.
Unfathomable.
Reality
twisted.
New ways.
New forms.
New norms.
Deep dive
the rabbit
hole!
Never
to return.

Self
centered.
Self
impressed.
Humanity.
Cradled
in ignorance.
Existence
as understood.
Residing
on the
head
of a
pin.
As currently
constituted.
Creation
scale
information
beyond
understa­nding.
Scratching
in the
dust
still.
Looking
up.
Cluelessly.
Beliefs,
superstition
bas­ed.
Modernity,
built on
creaking
foundations.
Lost
in the
endless.
Much
to learn.
Perspective,
limited
by design.
Introspection
lacking.
Self
reflection,
restrained.
Wrapp­ed
in base
animal
instinct,
logic.
Babes
in the
unlimited
lands.
Understanding.
Grand
understanding,
horizons­
always
out of
reach.
Such
is the
human
condition!

Language.
Creation
speaks.
Vibrations
primordial,
ubiquitous.
Und­ulating
ripples.
From the
start.
Time
immemorial.
Information
rich.
Fluctuating
energy.­
All possibilities
contained.
All of
creation
held within.
Much
to glean.
Understand.
Evolving
sophistication.
Complex
vibrations
pe­rmeate.
Ever morphing.
Changing.
Sentience
enhanced.
Molding,
manipulating,
cr­eation
declaring.
Energy
ripples
coursing
through
space/time.
Speaking
to all
who hear.
Listen.

Conduits.
Between.
There to
here.
Soul
connection
to each,
all.
Vibrations.
Creation’s
ripples
surround,
pass
through.­
Envelope.
Each soul
immersed.
Immersed
in the
milieu.
Ether
of creation.
Sentience
infused.
Everyplace.
Every time.
All at
once.
None
apart.
All entwined.
Vibrations
emanate
from
each.
To each.
Soul
energy
flowing,
touching,
feeling
all.

Wandering.
Time
immemorial.
Realm to
realm.
Story to
story.
Life to
life.
Flows
the soul.
Never ending
journey.
Quest.
Quest for
knowledge.
Understanding.
Wisdom.
Each
scene
unique.
Ladened
­with potential.
Possibilities.
Discoveries
new.
Ever flowing,
infinite
realms.
Worlds
to know.
Explore.
Lessons
to learn.
Library
building
evolving.
Knowledge
gleaned,
stored.
One
­to the
next.
Hopping
explore.
Such is
sentience.
Always
more!