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hearken to the sound
of reality come round
crowing to the sun
a brand new day just begun
much more mundane than profound

the universe hums
until eternity comes
shifting light plasma
moves through sparse cosmic miasma
the interstellar stanza

universe springs forth
actual mountains of truth
spreads reality
far and wide as can be seen
makes possible everything

all part of the whole
impenetrable black hole
smallest particle
in this cosmic carnival
the universe has control

each living person
has their very own version
of reality
some perspectives quite sane
others completely bizarre

avoid conclusions 
life is filled with illusion
does real offense
to concept of common sense
we build our own delusions

ideology
based on ethical tenets
will last much longer
than creeds built upon conceit
and naked quests for power

Atlantis and hell
religion's heaven as well
reside within minds
to make reality blind
to what some believe should be 

all which may be felt 
has taken place in the past
what is envisioned
may be planned for the future
only the present exists

individuals 
may accomplish and excel 
through doing things well
only collectively do
humans survive and evolve

evolution leads 
down many and varied paths
creates the coarse math
makes a sentient being
feel life is much too fleeting

have thought much too much
about dilemmas and such
things which should not be
cosmic inconsistencies
life's many contradictions

searching for meaning
we create our own demons
to torment the mind
appropriate all free time
and turn us toward evils

tired legs mount steel horse
moving closer to the source
dust on everything
eyes keep track of what's been seen
years don't convey what has been

naught is self abuse
when nothing is left to lose
drift out of control
now much less than half of whole
dynamite with burning fuse

what lies in between
words we say and what we mean
all that could have been
what we don't wish to disclose
or things which should be supposed

love, light and laughter
enlivens what comes after
fills up time and space
trouble and worry erased
brings hope to the human race

eternity hides
where the cosmos goes to die
beyond tomorrow
past every pain and sorrow
the place nothingness resides

if truth is the task
the universe will not ask
to be understood
for bad, better, worse or good
reality wears no mask

soon we shall arrive
at the same point in our lives
change has done its work
youth is past and does not lurk
save within mind's archives

disappearing verse
some concise some perhaps worse
filling up the page
hoping to somehow engage
as sparse syllables disperse
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