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the certain concept of heading into the void
can't help but get me a little annoyed
the assertion that
"if you're not part of the solution,
you're part of the precipitate"
is one with which I can easily relate
falling out, as it were -
from life's certainty of solution
to devolve into entropic resolution
- is chaotic at best
we are, after all in the best years
of our lives, and the future is bound
to look back to now - and agree
you're waaay prettier than you'll be
a couple of eons or epics from now
just some dust blowing in some Kansas wind
if Kansas is even around in the future then
with you're progeny sayin'
"you haven't been yourself for awhile now"
chances are somewhat improbable that -
you, in fact will never be again
S = k·log W
© Goode Guy 2012-08-06
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ludwig_Boltzmann S = k·log W