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cheating gravity

I read the old farmhouse burned down--

reports blamed local kids who’d gotten carried away…

 

 

I remember the places inside

where we teased its silence like mice at play

and imagine the smell of dust in flames.

 

 

I long ago escaped the gravity of that planet

and this new knowledge doesn’t make a dent

in the universe I’m livin’ in

 

but there’s something about the physics

of history that tells me. Gives me intuition

A sense that had I stayed, whole worlds would break

apart and there’d be nothing left of me to fly away

 

 

Even now, memories are

teasing unspoken notions from its recesses

 

unknowingly opening its hidden books

 

making great black vacuums of the

oxygen of indoctrination, dogma, and religion

 

erasing from existence the mis- and

diseducation

 

and causing the atmosphere to collapse.

 

 

 

They built in our heaven houses

with foundations already degenerating

 

they were disappearing back into the nothing the cosmic mix

awaiting others already preparing the next regenesis

 

 

and we were the ones who played there like mice

little scruffy hoarders of the bits they cast away

 

 

 

Disappearing like bandits.

 

 

Laughing. Forgotten. Teasing the fray...

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"Transgressing the Boundaries: Towards a Transformative Hermeneutics of Quantum Gravity" ►

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Landi Cruz

Thu 23rd Jan 2025 01:53

Hi David )

I wrote this some time ago while living abroad. Having left my home country, I was contemplating upon all the years that were behind me. I had found a sense of peace which had eluded me all my life. I attribute that blessing to the fact that most people didn't speak English 😃

At the moment, I'm contemplating another foray into the wider world--seems like the US can't spare a decent job for me and I'm too old to continue living like a teenager on pocket change.

Thanks for the comment xx 🌷. I feel like one of the cast away bits in this place sometimes.

And, thanks to everyone for the mementos of your reading 💐

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David RL Moore

Wed 22nd Jan 2025 07:55

Hi Landi,

The first half of this work seems like a contemplation on "Interstellar" whilst the second phase seems more personal. I'm sure I will read this several times.

I love the last line.

David

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