FORGET THE BANG
What has not yet come into existence implies
that something does do so. We know nothing about
what will occur, and everything that does always has
its apportioned time. If creation comes to a halt, the stitching
of existence unravels. We always have to continue towards
what is created, from something we did not know about
in our neck of the woods. Some people claim this is due to
the big bang, some things are created out of nothing,
but nothing can just as readily be created
out of something which took the opposite direction.
Only that which creates is eternal, planets collide
like buses on the ice in the morning rush. I don’t think
all that much about the big bang. There is no beginning
and no ending, everything that is born and dies
is eternal. The colours on the hillslopes in Losbymarka, the view
from a pass in the Causasus mountains. The clearest thoughts
are created in my senses, from hail showers, heartbeats
and hallucinations as they slip into language.
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