2009-03-16

from dust

from dust I came
and to dust I shall return

but that will not stop me
from reveling in the interim!

childlike I tumble with joy
childlike I cry when I'm sad

I play when I can
accepting the chance that
has been given to me

I am all things
all things are me
yet I am small, insignificant, nothing
a quantum instant
an infinitesimal flare
on the timeline of the universe

I don't own any of it
and yet, it is all mine
mine to enjoy, to play and to tinker
to build and destroy
and just leave be, and watch

I can make it whatever
I want it to be.

So what do I want today?

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