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The meandering Universe or tightly packed with no edges at all The Universe huge and pulsing enough to give seed to the life forms is packed rock into a ball The Universe did it know all along about Love? Hey what is life anyway? Some say they know from messages above, within— without Some say they know by analysis, some philosophers, mystics, priests, all claim they have the key to the riddle-- What do they know? I have voyaged with Plato, and Aristotle feeling the firm ground beneath me slipping away, I mourned the Passion, I have kneeled for Allah, Vishnu, Shiva, Yahweh, RA, Amun-Ra, Odin, and I have imbibed the mystic, elevating into a fugue Hawkins, Sagan, Einstein have wisely spoken, I speak their words, “Where did God hide those confounded data?” I have visited the land where law of religions becomes the external garb of man, atoms flowing rapidly energetically all from cloth to flesh and back again-- In those black holes I have held hands with Sagan, De Grasse In search of other worldly terrestrial beings, and have floated into eternity embracing Hawkings into beauteous things— with water at the center of it all… Plunged into darkness, and never found those dice, What can I say, I am only man. We have tried for millenniums to answer the puzzling riddles, what is the ‘mystery of inequity’, perchance it is of no substance at all, or is split asunder in the vital soul of man himself some slippery essence waiting to ooze out into the atmosphere, The riddles are great, and the universe holds them somewhere in the abyss, of man blackest recesses perchance— Maybe there is no mystery at all… “Philosophy is a smile on a dog” Some say they know by analysis, some Philosophers, mystics, Scientists, all claim they have the key to the riddle…What do they know? In the desperate search of God we have despised our ways, Men have become haters of Love. I saw the birth of the humanist once upon a page-- Petrarch my father He held the keys jangling with a smirk and rage… Man disappoints man…
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