Drop grains onto the mandala, like bricks on castle walls.
Form your words into a poem, turn that poem into song.
But Entropy remains the tune who's sound becomes each now.
Like a pendulum wields springs, losing energy each swing.
Like Sparta wielded kings, directional and proud.
We face the winds of space and time and entropy unbowed.
Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao.
Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme.
Order and Rhyme.
Order and Rhyme.
Order and Rhyme per unit time.
Conscious witness, entropic shrine.
The un-veiled eye can see the next line.
Mass and energy fully entwined.
Attention that goes to where it's assigned.
Observing the winds of space and time.
We're counting the nows with Order and Rhyme.
Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao.
Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme.
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 11:17 AM UTC
Drop grains onto the mandala, like bricks on castle walls.
Form your words into a poem, turn that poem into song.
But Entropy remains the tune who's sound becomes each now.
Like a pendulum wields springs, losing energy each swing.
Like Sparta wielded kings, directional and proud.
We face the winds of space and time and entropy unbowed.
Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao.
Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme.
Order and Rhyme.
Order and Rhyme.
Order and Rhyme per unit time.
Conscious witness, entropic shrine.
The un-veiled eye can see the next line.
Mass and energy fully entwined.
Attention that goes to where it's assigned.
Observing the winds of space and time.
We're counting the nows with Order and Rhyme.
Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao.
Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme.
Keep your chin up, eyes open, the universe is unfolding in front of you.
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