The Grand Scheme of Things

Perhaps, in the grand scheme of things, our problems are merely microscopic.

Like if God were to see us, he’d need a telescope.

We would merely just be germs; dissected and examined through pure curiosity.  

Or perhaps we are the lab rats to a grand science experiment, being poked and probed until they find some sort of cure.

But even the smallest of germs has its place.

Like a diseased cell that could infect the entire human race.

And I know this all might seem a little far-fetched.

But perhaps, in the grand scheme of things, this is merely just a stretch.

 

Perhaps, in the grand scheme of the things, this time on earth is really all we have.

From the cosmos we emerged, into the cosmos we shall be shot back.

Like a shooting star that you confess your aspirations to.

Maybe that shooting star could one day be me or you.

And I know this might sound a little cheesy. I know, it is.

But maybe life is cheesy and we merely just forgot that as kids.

Perhaps, in the grand scheme of things, our problems are all just make believe.

All of our worries and stresses spring from our imagination.

And in a fleet of desperation to comprehend, our tiny minds grasp hold to these ideals and make them true.

We all fall victim to this delusion of control.

Perhaps, in the grand scheme of things, we’re all just f*****g delusional.  

Author's Note

What do you think of this work so far? I just wrote it today. I know it could probably use some editing.

Reviews

[Asante]

Simple, yet thought-provoking. Those maybes are what make this life worth living out. I like this piece, re-read it, even. :)

[CybilltheWeirdo]

Thank you so much:) I appreciate the comment.
yes, I love questioning things. Even if the theories are far fetched

[Asante]

Anytime.
Hell, not everything connects initially, but keep up the curiosity if it puts out pieces like this one. :)