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What To Do While In Spirit…

Eternitity of Beingness

Not near death nor near living, for what do I wait?
…No sense of being conscious of self nor no one
Since the mere act of being is made of its own
Only substance of time flow ever to be known
As the thought come before next becomes the end run
Of this life come to be passed much due to dead weight?

This thought form of a body exists very real.
As an everyday model old, fine does it run.
Remembers it insanely well how to behave,
Or how to send its master to its early grave.
Incomplete thought entrapment can never be done.
Absolute nonexistence has no thought appeal.

From the viewpoint exalted far out and away
All of life is presented. Complain does the thought
Not of style nor of format nor technique surreal,
But for just being yanked from the world with such zeal.
Interruption? To think that, who then can’t be caught
In the fool’s web of arrogance for The Long Day?

Practicing hospice routine partakes pleasure’s peace.
Transition through reviewing as all it takes place
Has never been attended by one with a name
That has stuck damned fast to it butt gut wrenching shame.
My allowance here shows me the self I must face
For another while longer undoing my fleece.

We Are The Universe

The Only Frontier

What’s a fact most astounding that someone could share
About all of existence – the whole universe?
Some may find it of interest and take to heart
What the mind of a master would wish to impart.
But most would die of boredom, brain burnout, or worse.
I’m just passing this on simply because I care.

I’ll drop Neil De Grasse Tyson’s name time and again.
He’s one soul I look up to. The way he explains
And answers loaded questions on topics profound
Is the reason he’s become by now world renowned.
Understanding him doesn’t require super brains.
Clearly he is a giant among mortal men.

His answer to the question goes something like this:
The most astounding fact is the knowledge that we
And all life on earth are made of the building blocks
Of the guts ancient stars spewed. It’s no paradox
That the traceable crucible of you and me
Is a cosmic connection no one can dismiss.

Fundamental ingredients do the stars make
Under infinite pressures and temperatures high.
They collapse and explode to new generations
Of life possible planets. Indeed we’re the ones
Who participate actively. Through the night sky
We are what we observe. Nature makes no mistake.