Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
There will be no sequel to this movie
Not because the movie was bad
Or because it was so good as to require no sequel
But because all of the movie theaters are shuttered
Most of them are uneventful bricks and boulders
Beneath uneventful cosmic windings
Because all the seats are gone and there are
No more human beings to fill the seats
Because the world ended like a movie
Nobody had the chance to see
Like any story must, seen or unseen
Heard, or unheard.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q
Love the Dust