WHERE COMES...
From nowhere
Water appears
Shades of light
Nature
Me
You
The I of it all
But not you
Not me
Where comes...
Energy profound
Beyond the physical
Beyond mind
Soul
Heart
Infatigable what?
Might we be but
The macaronic essence
We shun
Allowance of expression
Leading to
The infinitesimal speck
This planet
This land
This body
So beyond the...
Where comes...
Energy it's called
Inspiration it's honored
Lust for...
No
I won't say it
You
Me
Are nothing
Unless...
Life is not just this I
Looking beyond self
Life makes small
All we protect
Fight for
Defend
Then destroy
How folly
This
I
So
C'mon
Look elsewhere
There's more
That beginning of another time
Is within
Nature
To redact
Energy
Call upon essence
Beyond mere mortal guesswork
Consensus
Socrates
Camus
Popper
Where comes...
Sheer joy
The breath
Allowing claim
Life
Where comes...
The simplest of needs
Huh?
Anything else?
Oh,
How I enjoy the wakeup calls
Where comes knowing?
The "I" is among the lost and found for the most part. Where comes knowing indeed. The stout-hearted individualists, uh, the "I" among is are slowly (more rapidly lately) falling into the cistern of "all." We are led into the that cistern, standing in luke-warm apathy, having given up on the "I," because "I" is "us," is "all," never to be seen again until one day, in the midst of a horrible future someone, (accent on the "one" in the someone) will use the word "I" and thusly began a world revolution as Ayn Rand smiles.