Continuum
Don't sweat this lifetime
There's no beginning or ending; it's all a titanic lie.
Life is a continuum of thoughts and events.
Angels riding golden harps atop a yellow avalanche.
One magnificent manic-depressive blend.
Didn't get your fill of
pistachios -cocaine- shiny things-sex.
It may happen in the next lifetime.
or the next-or the next-or the next.
Sure, there's a creator-a grand architect of sorts.
Not sure about a grand plan or that destiny thing.
Maybe it's all one big drift toward secrets.
There is no beginning or ending.
It's all a continuum of thoughts and events.
Science is arrogant-its greatest weakness.
It will never catch up to the speed of light
or the speed of creation, although it tries.
It will never grasp the creator's mind
it will never chase down absolute truth.
Science tries to play creator, but it's an imposter.
There is no beginning or ending
. Don't sweat it; it's all one glorious continuum.
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