FRB

A short
                              BURST
and then
nothing.

Speculate wildly about
the
                         IMMENSE
amount of
energy.

What it
                               ALL
means.

What happened here
where conscious gained
                                                REFLECTIVE
properties

I sought to fill a void the size of 10 billion Milky Ways with something that would last forever,
And all I came up with were things that had been tried and tried again over the last seventy thousand years.
How can you expect me to
                                                                                                           LIE
To all these creatures and tell them that it means
                                                                     SOMETHING                                        NOTHING

Posted by Hans Andersen | at 6:11 AM | 0 comments

Apophis

You know, my God, Apophis
Where I found you
Or better to say
Where you found me
Sitting in a cafe
Contemplating this morning's sermon
Where I was reminded that I
Was in the midst
Of the Messianic Era
Waiting in between
Important Moments
For You
Knowing you came before
And that you would come again
And then, Apophis
Heralded by the most sordid
Of sundry tabloids
As if to trivialize
This species and its
Impact.  Funny
I should use that word
Laugh, now, when there is still reason
To do so.
Apophis,
On a septillion mile journey
For billions of years
To meet Creation
Now we tear ourselves
And each other apart, exactly
As you would have us do
In accordance with your nature,
Chaos.
But we stand together and prepare
To keep you from our blue marble barge
And see you off!
But you know this, you know
We'll watch you, heads swirling
Hearts throbbing, eyes bursting,
Brains boiling, until we have done
Exactly what you would have us do:
Live in disarray, live in fear,
Deny the sun and welcome darkness
On our way to saving the world
From ourselves

Posted by Hans Andersen | at 7:38 AM | 0 comments