A firefly in the cosmic night

There is no death,

no 'great mystery',

there is life and there is consciousness

and there is an absence of consciousness.

There is the primal Nothing before the universe,

a state of unbeing,

and there is a state of unbeing

from which the consciousness emerges

from and subsumes into.

We are not.

We are.

We are not.

28.10.2016

Response to a poet wanting someone to remember us

There is no need for someone to remember us,

the land itself will remember us,

the rocks rich in fossils before us

and then the mass extinction

where abundance becomes scarcity.

Somewhere along there,

the last of us.

10.10.2016