Sine Sensu

Meaningless

The temporal evaporates 

leaving no trance of itself behind 

Tell me the point, 

to eat drink and be merry? 

this is too horrible a thought 

to achieve success? 

become a titan of industry 

to have one's name lauded 

in the annals of history 

only to be forgotten 

when all who care waste away 

the point 

the point 

where is it? 

is the point to embrace the here and now? 

the ever-changing present 

this shifting sand existence 

is the point to submit to the higher will? 

what if that will is for suffering 

that will for death 

then what? 

what is the point? 

the point 

the pointing fingers 

guiding a lost heart 

to the clearing at the end 

where is the rest? 

where is the contentment this heart longs for? 

when all is stripped away 

when all the truths of the past are lies 

where is that promised granite foundation? 

where is the stability that came from obedience? 

what happened to the paradigm? 

when did it shift? 

where was I when the world moved on? 

what happens when all disappears? 

as a puddle on a summer day 

must needs be sacrifices for the sins of the fathers? 

this world no longer makes sense 

the logic is under a Wonderland edict 

everyone has abandoned reason 

all dissolves in the deluge of neon enchantments 

where is the real? 

the truth 

the love 

the courage 

the conviction 

where am I? 

where is my stop? 

I think I missed it three miles back.

Author's Note

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