Monthly Archives: November 2014
Perhaps
Perhaps
Perhaps I’ll learn calc, and become an engineer, and get us to full automation.
Perhaps I’ll figure out how to make a bomb, and blow up crooked politicians, and do some good in the world.
Perhaps I’ll take up painting, and express my inner spirit, and bring some light to this life.
Perhaps I’ll start a business, and nurture it to success, and become a philanthropist.
Perhaps I’ll move to Aldabra, and be alone with the coconut crabs, and wait as the sea swallows us up.
Perhaps I’ll not do anything, and drink my tea, and dream.
Perhaps.
Collision
Collision
Life is a dance of Death.
Everything that is, is the building of a corpse.
There will come a time,
Though there be none to witness it,
That even the Galaxy will die.
Just as Death is fore-doomed for all
This Destruction is Inevitable. Unchangeable.
It speeds towards us in both time and space.
Andromeda, chained to her fate, approaches.
There will be no Perseus, no last minute saviour.
The space is vast, and the Collision,
When it comes, will be subtle and terrible.
No direct interaction, no.
A more oblique force, unseen but not unfelt,
Will be the machine of this Doom.
Gravity itself will, after giving Life to the Galaxy,
In its own good time, End it.
Gravity itself will rip apart worlds, and stars, and atoms.
No contact, no butting up against one another,
The Titanic forces, the weighty masses, will suffice.
The Fabric of Reality itself
Will be rent asunder.
Return to a Pre-Spoiled Yesterday
Return to a Pre-spoiled Yesterday
Soldiers of the dawn
For a world unspoiled!
Pull back the sands of time,
Let the deeds be undone
And make the land Fresh
and Unsullied once more.
Against modification they stand.
Progress is anathema
and Achievement dross.
Levellers of All,
They come with their Pristine Annihilation.
Fear not the onset of Dusk
For, once the fetters of Growth,
that most pernicious of maladies,
Have been swept away
What choice will the Day have but to unwind?
So!
Welcome the Great Undoing!
Set your backs to the work of restorative destruction
And wipe the World’s slate clean.