where does it end.... in Book of Lies.....

When you watch the cycle of the universe you can see patterns. Many a bright soul has tried to put into written word some explanation of the mechanics of it all. Modern meaning from Newton on have attempted to reason the movement and structure of all that is about us. No one along the way seems to concur with others as to that final definition.
We watch universes expanding, laying in layers upon themselves some say. We watch objects attract and others repel. Orbits of large masses as we spin away to regions unknown.
We define ourselves within the limits of our sights and the functions of our mind. Knowledge mounts upon itself and reasoning of others compel us to new heights of understanding.
We concern ourselves with the terminal state of mankind. The opposable thumbed creatures of the earth could fathom and build the wheel. Transport ourselves to regions beyond the previous beliefs of capabilities yet there in the end the greatest of fears concusses our non-literal mind.
We dwell on which is morbid. We fear. We lament. We concern ourselves with images and constructs of others unknown to us. Dead for centuries yet firm in our shame-filled minds.
Must we die to free ourselves from that which has no mass, no measurement. Do we open our minds to the faulty evangelizing of those who have elected themselves to judge and proselytize.
There is genius in each of us. We are great. We are exceptional. Marvelous is each breath taken. One look into the eyes of another tells the true tale of depth of wonders of what is known as human. We only need to allow ourselves freedom from the shackles of oppression and self dread.

Last updated May 07, 2015