Our foot soles mark, in the mud we leave behind,
The entropy of reason,
The concentricity of inevitable dilution.
Sipping slow seconds in the
Insurance of infinites
Lying before us
In warranties of wear and tear
And affidavits for anarchy.
Our squalid treads in hapless unison
Stride towards the light switch to the Sun.
Flick Switch Off Cold Dark
We lie down with inanimate lovers: cities built, empires adored
All settled now in a heap of equitable lassitude.
Together we rest in the comfort of the universe’s ultimatum.
Dust to dust. We are food for thermodynamic legality.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Final Questions
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There's a lot that transpires from Dust to Dust. Thats Life!
well put Anjaan..and I believe that too. Was simply indulging my nihilistic streak. Others make it their world view :)http://purdypitchers.blogspot.com/2006/05/selective-nihilism-and-two-questions.html#comments
but u seem to have noticed that already :)
"Together we rest in the comfort of the universe’s ultimatum." - truer words were rarely spoken. It's amazing how many ways there are to say man is indifferent to his own insignificance cause he can't see it.
i might be imagining it, but are you more verbose than you used to be?
quite possible chandy! :),,i dunno...i havent been myself in a while :)
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