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I’m not trying to turn water into wine here, That’s been done before - Out with the Old, and In with the New. I pray to the morning dawn, but the moment is temporary, fleeting - I feel I’m always chasing time down, Attempting to bring forth a permanent reality, but the Cosmos laugh at permanence - Such tomfoolery is of human thought, Not Angelic, not Zen, not High Just human thought - everyday mundane thought, Synapses beauty, leaking subconscious pitter-patter into form, into life, And I sit twiddling my thumbs waiting for death, waiting to have my body disintegrate before my eyes - Watching the molecules lose their magnetic pull And have the atoms dash off, making quantum leaps, forming new bodies, in parallel worlds. I’ve been here since the beginning, If there even was a “beginning”, after-all, the Universe doesn’t believe in Time, but I know also that I’ll be here for the end, If there even is an “end”. Something must have a beginning to have an end. And something must exist within something else to be labeled as an individual “something”. So if the universe is a “something”, where is it located? Tell me, please, for the sake of humanity, where is the universe located? “Here”, you say. The sky smiles. The ocean weeps.
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Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC
Verse 3, from "Winter Rag Song"
I’m not trying to turn water into wine here, That’s been done before - Out with the Old, and In with the New. I pray to the morning dawn, but the moment is temporary, fleeting - I feel I’m always chasing time down, Attempting to bring forth a permanent reality, but the Cosmos laugh at permanence - Such tomfoolery is of human thought, Not Angelic, not Zen, not High Just human thought - everyday mundane thought, Synapses beauty, leaking subconscious pitter-patter into form, into life, And I sit twiddling my thumbs waiting for death, waiting to have my body disintegrate before my eyes - Watching the molecules lose their magnetic pull And have the atoms dash off, making quantum leaps, forming new bodies, in parallel worlds. I’ve been here since the beginning, If there even was a “beginning”, after-all, the Universe doesn’t believe in Time, but I know also that I’ll be here for the end, If there even is an “end”. Something must have a beginning to have an end. And something must exist within something else to be labeled as an individual “something”. So if the universe is a “something”, where is it located? Tell me, please, for the sake of humanity, where is the universe located? “Here”, you say. The sky smiles. The ocean weeps.
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Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC
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