Time and Time Again

I wrote a new poem yesterday based on time. I was pretty bored in biology and had just finished having a conversation about quantum physics with Mr. kassebaum when I decided that I should write a poem about times inexistence:

Time

Time

The existence

Is like the open ocean

With no end, infinitely encircling the world

The white water, the deep black ocean

Emitting the fear and desire

To which I do admire

The never ending blight

Of civilizations might

Will soon find the endless enwrapment of the ocean

Taking what was once its

Unforgiving

Lest we forget what has brought us here

Lest we lose ourselves to every cheer

Of every crowd

Of every thought

Of every perspective

Whence we conquer all

Everything will fall

Its just up to us

To heed the call

Dont make a fuss

Become apart of us

Before we become the dust

Floating in the forever wind

Of the infinite itself

The cycle never dies

The cycle never cries

All focus has been lost

And at every cost

The relaxation takes over

Easing the end

But how can we say

That even to this day

That there is that end

That we cannot fend

Now why not lend

So that we can tend

To another trend

Round the bend

Revolution

Evolution

Unity and oneness

Will bring the new era

Of discovery and love

To move above

Fly like the dove

Giving that last shove

Pushing towards the infinite

Beacause with every rhyme

We lose time

And the existence dissapates and disintegrates with humanity itself


I wrote the whole poem in my journal, I made some tiny edits on this one, adding some new words, enhancing it I guess you could say. But anyways I went on to talking about times meaning and existence in my journal. And how this effects the idea of life and death, and how we can transcend beyond percieving just an organism dying, by reviewing the effects that come from a death, and how it may effect life in some way, but thats not to say that death can cause more death, perhaps through plague or disease. I'm just saying that theres this never ending cylce of life, and it can be seen as eternal in many different ways, as we still question our consciousness, and the electromagnetic energy from within our minds. Again, I still find myself questioning this, asking myself but how could they live on? Wheres their source of energy and power? Anyways, Oliver just came in and he wants to see my blog. So I'll talk to you later.

Have a Good One.