This universe so massive, complexities galore
Yet terrified I am, to exit my front door
This massive world beckons, a seductive cry
How can a one-bedroom apartment dweller
Understand the sky
Circulation and life complete with each heartbeat
Each pulse pushes life throughout city streets
Microcosmic revolutions of electron protocols
As massive heavenly bodies orbit
Above us neanderthals
Why do we know so much yet understand so little
As we arrange life's pieces like a puzzle made so brittle
Around us everywhere life continues to be in bloom
We are but hungry ants
And this universe, we'll consume
My thoughts on existentialism and attempting to understand things from subatomic to universal. A scientific conference sometime in the 70s decided that it was the ultimate fate of intelligent life to ultimately destroy itself. We all seek knowledge, but at what cost do we gain our analysis. What is the price of being able to order our understanding into a neat line of labels.
