Showing posts with label before. Show all posts
Showing posts with label before. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Sitting and spinning


Never,
having sat in this precise spot before Now
I know
others have sat just so Never before. 



Painting by Pál Szinyei Merse [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Free Will-but save yourself


The whole truth and nothing but the truth,
You can't handle the truth-
Truth be told,
If you dare,
I swear on my life
It had all been said before as time and time again repeats itself, this time is different,
as assertion or assumption that the old is new again-this time
there is no way all the way around without seconds-
You've tried before, before the moments meant more than muddled memory of cake,
a building block, an hour glass or year more changes things, dims the lighting while we change
and seek something original before sunset-
Yet nothing new or true has been said yet...
except we still try (and propose)
we still lie (and suppose)
we still die, believing legacy lasts longer than I told you so,
as though the truth shall set you free
to choose
just
one.


Painting by Anne-Louis Girodet de Roussy-Trioson (1786) in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Scratching heads, Sniffing tails


Do you remember how it was 
before we found zero?
Everything had value
and volume
that occupied more than space.

Would it be a lie to reminisce 
about the days before we found fire?
Why
it was black and
white Then powerfully portable
to ashen grey 
as it smolders to day.

This is why they burnt everything they
wrote.

Nostradamus was nervous,
rightly so, paranoia will destroy 
any weak one in its path.
Have you considered what was 
eerie to Einstein should stay 
Unknown, no?

Theoretically,
the words slept green and furious
and letters 
stopped coming...

There was nothing before-
Us, the Big Bang, the Virgin Mary,
a flaring forth, why 
is the sky blue-again?
Truth be told,
matters only
in youth. 
And then the missing link
before Us.

The radiant sun, 
lights the night and moon
in twirling moods, the pi spinning
itself in dark matters,
starlight never seemed
so bright and worth while...



Painting by Jan Mandijn (circa 1500–circa 1560) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

And then...

  Change is like that strong smell of cut grass or chopped wood that stops you still. Patterns, a symbol can be an illegible sign,  at first...