WEATHER OR NOT
TIME IS A MEASURE OF ITSELF ALONE
and we are all short stories.Mostly forgotten
Remembrance is a stone/bronze for others.
A story with us as changed characters
It is as if we never existed/when only parts survive in others
ENDLESS SIMPLY MEANS"BEYOND US"
Our simple scales/our one blue spinning Gaia
Compared to Light Years /Nabiru.Small we are
with pretensions to Emperor of Galaxies .
MARKING TIME ?OR DOING TIME
In a cell,on a rock,tagging or grieving
We seek permanence without continuance
Even Tribes forget their own languages/histories
Whole Cultures-Atlantis/Lemuria left to Plato's stories rather than archaeology
NOW IS NOT ENOUGH
Zen/existentialism fails connections-before and after= accomplices/accessories
Whether linear ,curved space-time or spiral nebulae
We are both part and apart from what we feel and see
Moments will never mean more than momentary.