Today and now you see, hear, feel
For there are light, sound and emotion.
A cosmic endless list of Everything.
You nestle in the assuring warmth of complexity;
Atoms carry for you unintended messages of good and evil.
But tomorrow is the second inevitable today
A curse of the unwanted blessing of equality
It will be raining galaxies on your tiny spherical home
And vision swallowed amid gaping voids
Will carry the only sound of a story finished.
End, will begin.
Blazing red torches will light the darkening sky
As all things seek their way back Home.
Streams will return to the oceans that bore them in their womb;
Unbearable warmth will squeeze the soul free to follow the same path,
And storms engage in their last war dance.
Here, there, now, then, will cross distinguishing lines
And all thoughts will be one existence.
It comes, of that I’m sure.
A plethora of small lives, pains and colours
Laughter and sunsets, sad songs on the radio, rain, and
The blanket of stars over the night sky
All reduced to thermodynamic equilibrium.
But today you see, hear, know
For there are light, sound, and a temporal being.
Counting the days till inexorable dark end
Sweeps the meaning of Meaning away
To a single burning eye on infinite black vacuum
To look for the last time, then close to all of existence, lost forever
<this was about the end of the universe, for those who did not understand.>