Infinity…

For as long as I can remember I have loved the infinity symbol. The mathematics, science, philosophy, simplicity and beauty of a symbol. One small equation that can fumble your thoughts.

Endless, limitless, boundless, immeasurable, eternal, unfathomable, beyond. Even the words are infinite.
Philosophically Infinity is like the soul, like the mind. Universally undiscovered or unattainable? The closer we look, the gateway shows a huge landscape of possibilities that are too large for our minds. Too large for our bodies.

Our souls are the closest we get to Infinity. A puzzle for the mind, where does it begin? But wait, what is it? What are we looking for? What are the terms? What are the questions?

Where does it begin? But wait, what is it? What are we looking for? What are the terms? What are the questions???

Infinity

“To see the world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand and create eternity in an hour” -William Blake

“I can’t help it, the idea of infinity tortures me” -Alfred de Musset

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She has come

Here I am, vulnerable to the dark
Here I lay, hiding like a shadow in light
Here I cry, like a coward I fight

Is it time, time to let go
It is time, she has come to take me
It is time, she carries me as an infant
Helpless

Do I have to carry you
Can I live without you
Shall I die without you

Let me die, if all is without you
As dark comes out of light
Nothing comes out of dark

Take apart all that I am
Leave behind the pieces of my heart
Leave me to my shattered art

She has come
It is time
Time to carry on…