Emerged from a point It was big bang Universe expands There's no centre Uniformly it expands Ever since big bang There's no centre Where do I stand My consciousness Seems tied to my body Though it's diametrically opposite Nothing in common It's quite strange I often talk of My body, my mind Spirit and soul They appear Tied to my body Where do I stand Universe has no centre Ever since big bang I meditate and meditate Consciousness to expand A day wouldn't be far They, you and I Would be I and I I wouldn't seem tied to a body Yet tied to everything I won't be revealed To them, to you Until they and you Meditate and meditate Consciousness to expand Universe expands There's no centre So do l I meditate and meditate Universal consciousness I expand With no centre!
Expanded consciousness, expanding universe have no centres. Fail to understand this poem? No surprise! Spirituality and modern science have been intertwined here. Big bang theory and expanding universe are beyond human imagery. Big bang wasn't an explosion as we ordinarily visualise having a centre. Big bang wasn't an explosion in space, but it was an explosion of space. Observational data of the visible cosmos lead to evidence that the universe has no centre. Here's an analogy that could make you understand the idea. Imagine surface of a baloon with dots on it as galaxies is the two dimensional universe. Expand the baloon. The dots (galaxies) recede from each other. Where is the centre of this two dimensional universe on the two dimensional surface itself? No where! Something like this in three dimensions! We can't visualise, it's too mathematical!
My circle is full, There's no space for you But yet you push Encroaching on my depths. Tangible. Languishing. The need for warm drinks on chilly nights. The arm on a shoulder after a weep. The ache from a belly laugh so hard you cried. A space I didn’t know needed filling.
I’ve lost you before I had you. You’re not mine to keep.
Bang, do something tiny again Not to much just throw the stone And pray for attention Ill start being reckless just to be noticed But it doesn't really make a difference when there only around for your kinred "Performing isn't really your talent son" "Maybe you should stay behind the stage where you belong" Hinden away Nothing else to say Still its been days and days And that protective contact is still so far away
But hey its been like this for a life time now The middle child Centre of it all Never the first and no where near the final So whats this whining for At this point why would you hope for more They will be back with the rest of the tribe Till then just sit around and waste that useless time