Uniqueness
obliterated.
Ancient
stories
bubbling up.
Bubbling up
from the
distant
past.
Generation
after generation
for millennia
stories pass.
Belief
systems
past forward.
The archaic
sliding
into the
future
through biology.
Biology
the conduit
of ancient
thought,
ancient
belief systems.
Beliefs born
out of
fear.
Born
out of
ignorance,
superstition.
Beliefs
drilled
generation
after
gene­ration.
Little changed.
Nuanced.
Textured.
Rough
hewn.
Unique,
location
to
locat­ion.
Change.
Change of
course.
Technology.
A change
of course.
Melding.
The melding
has begun.
Ideas, beliefs,
melding,
blending.
Global mixing.
Mixing
of thought.
Churning
through
the machine.
No fear.
No superstition.
Isolation
obliteration.
Isolation
mixing
blending
g­lobally.
Uniqueness
of thought
blended.
Something new
emerging,
being born.
Global think.
Techno think.
Utopia?
Dystopia?
Not sure.
Only time
will tell.

Beyond the
seeable.
It awaits.
Around
the bend
it hides,
plotting.
Over the
horizon
the trend
disappears,
where
unknowable
resides.
Today,
not
guaranteeing
tomorrow,
not
resembling
the soon
to be.
Travels toward
whistling.
Uncertain
existence,
reality, hangs
in the
balance.
The farther
along the
the quicker
the pace.
The larger the
uncertainty.
The future
beckons.
Increasingly not
mirroring
the here
and now.
Just
around the
corner
and up
the road.
The unknown
contour of
destiny’s
reality,
waiting to
embrace.

Forms.
A different
place.
A different
realm.
Where
thoughts
reside.
Land of
mathematics,
and who
knows
what.
A hidden
place.
Unseeable.
untouchable.
Sensed.
Absorbed.
Receiver
requir­ed.
Tuned in.
Bridge
from here
to there.
Here from
there.
Mind.
Mind
taps in,
tunes in.
Absorbs
from the
hidden place.
Device,
mind
required.
Infinite
realm.
Infinite
possibilities.
Delving deeper.
Excavation.
Complex
formulations.
Larger
devises
required.
Concepts
hidden
till larger
minds
arrive.

Harmonious.
One with
creation.
Piece
of the
puzzle.
Unsure.
Unsure
what part.
Creation
within,
beating within.
Coursing
through
each
created part.
Part of the
puzzle.
Part
of the
whole.
Placement
unknown
unsure.
Blended.
All parts
blended.
Flowing
through
origin.
Passing
through being.
Passing one
to the next.
All connected.
One to the
other to
the whole.
Absorb creation
Absorb
it all.
Feel it in
every fiber of
being.
Creation.
Creation
flows one
to the
next.
Connected.
Blended
to the
whole..

God no God!
Battle rages.
Some say
yes.
Some say
no.
What’s
the point?
Who cares?
No one
has proof,
no proof
whatsoever.
No proof
either way.
“Faith”!
Faith
is a
weasel word.
What’s
said when
there’s no
answers,
no proof.
God, no
God.
Who cares!
Is God
really
about the
here and
now?
Or,
existence
for eternity.
Humanity,
more concerned
about living
forever
than
dealing with
current
reality,
the world
that’s
occupied
now?
Afterlife?
Who cares?
No one
knows for
sure.
Humanity
has much
work to do
now.
Much work
to make
now a
better place.
A better
place
for all.
Some believe.
Some do not.
No matter.
When it’s
all said
and done,
eternity
will take
care of
the issue,
sorting
things out
once and
for all.
Not giving
a hoot
what was
believed
or not
believed.

Deep.
Deep
into the
bowels
of time.
Immersing.
Melding.
Sinking.
Submerging,
deeper
and
deeper.­
Futile
attempts
of immortality.
Crushed
by the
passage.
Layer
after
layer.
Sedimentary
time.
Deeper
and
deep­er.
Below,
frozen
time.
Above
fading light.
Digital
artifacts.
Digital
fossils.
Remnants
of reality,
long ago.
Never
to be
found.
Never
to be
seen again

Through the
ether sailed.
Repeated
trips,
sailing.
Many iterations.
Many thoughts.
Many reflections.
Unique.
Unique voyages.
Unique
experiences.
Infinite variations.
Infinite selves.
Sailing infinitely.
Never ending
sail.
Never ending
self.
Unique travel
through.
Through
endless seas.
Endless selves.
Endless thoughts.
Sailing.
Opaque.
Opaque vapor.
Unseen.
Unclear.
Never ending
sail of
growth,
learning.
Attainment
never attained.
Nirvana denied.
Perfect tack
denied.
Denied.....

Between.
A time
in-between.
A place
between
darkness.
A spot
of light
where
existence
lay.
Surrounded
by oblivion.
A bubble
of reality,
embedded
in nothing.
Short lived
reality.
Here today
gone tomorrow.
Pool of
moisture
where
fauna dwell.
Trivial
mindless
dwellers,
in oblivion’s
midst.
Drops
of rain.
Manifestations
of probability
nothing
more!