Sunday, April 09, 2006
"Linger you now, you are so fair!
Now records of my earthly day
No flights of aeons can impair -
Foreknowledge comes, and fills me with such bliss,
I take my joy, my highest moment this."
"A foolish word, bygone.
How so then, gone?
Gone, to sheer Nothing, past with null made one!
What matters creative endless toil,
When, at a snatch, oblivion ends the coil?
'It is bygone' - How shall this riddle run?
As good as if things never had begun,
Yet circle back, existence to possess:
I'd rather have Eternal Emptiness."
Which side are you on?
Elyse bitching @ 10:56 PM | comment
