A notebook bulletin board
tacked on when randomly bored
applied thoughts in a scribblebook
open for the world to look who passes by
so fast to see like a needle in a haystack we
safely stash those innermost secrets thought to be
at least you see languishing up and into pristine
blossoms for you to pick and sniff and hope
they don't make you sick.


A Rose in the Dark

Let us discuss this with ourself.
Just what is this, if not an extension of that?
In other words this is that.
If we must ask questions does that not imply
we recognize the need for an answer?
If there is an answer it follows that by now
it's been archived somewhere on the worldwideweb.
The answers to the questions we commonly ask
are not out of reach, the questions are.
To ask which came first, the chicken or the egg,

reveals of the questioner their not having stopped
to consider that they are one and the same thing
completing an endless process.
To ask which came first is to be
ignorant of endlessness.
For only in eternity are questions
such as this one completely unnecessary.
The real question this begs is whether the questioner
exists outside eternity, or whether he remains
merely unenlightened within it.

Well this, the only question,
evaporates quickly because
one natural implication of infinity is
that it would consume and include everything
imagineable and as yet unimagined in addition
to everything real and unreal, rendering
all questions the trademark of the uninitiated
to the one easy secret of the universe
right here out in the open in front of all
for anyone to see for themselves.

And that would be the plain obvious knowledge
that every living thing on this planet is immortal
by definition whether conscious of the fact or not
because when you apply the question
of what happens to us after we die
it should not be too difficult
to perceive immediately that
once again it is the question
which is faulty because
we have already established

without a shadow of a doubt
that the chicken and the egg are one and the same
so by extension and in a similar manner
asking about the afterlife once again
reveals that the questioner
hasn't taken the short time
to realize for himself clearly
that since we are innocuously connected
at the fundamental level of the great tapestry
of interdependent life

upon this planet our individual deaths appear
to terminate our existence as apparently
the mother hen came after the egg
she stepped out of,
and therefore in conclusion,
there must be a good chance
that our questioning stance was arrived at
due to not having been able to visualize
the bigger picture of our continuing
to exist in eternal propagation,

a cycle of unprecedented proportion
which left us all standing out
under the burning sun with the ability
to reason out our direct situations
in order to maximize
the survival of our species.
So we must remember to
not apply our questions to those topics
which have remained unanswered,
since this is a misdirection of skills

beyond the relative domain they were
intended for, and keep repeating
to ourselves that we really don't
even know who or what we are exactly,
so suffice it to say we are the surviving fathers
and mothers guarding immortality, protecting
our sons and daughters along the way,
and rarely stopping to deeply inhale
the scent of our one eternal skin
blossoming in the dark.

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