Did you ever live an entire lifetime in a day?

Never enough and always too much these days we remember. Marked by Chilean Miners. One day I will have told the story of today to 100 friends.

Twenty years from know I will watch the movie of their triumph. There will be other stories then. Sometime poetry is too vague. Sometimes you just say my life come in circles and brings here blessings.

As if before a new long road at my feet. No; a new road at my feet I see not far. Clearly defined bridges burned. Sometimes things are out of your control. With logic everything is out of control. We are not responsible for our own birth. We are not responsible for our life. What use then Logic? You are not responsible for your birth,

It is a dead end and needs a new road before its door. Three minutes to midnight. Not yet a day. There is this old columned house where ghosts of the future reside. Only they are not ghosts they are us. It's a party.

There are these extra dimensions logic doesn't know about. They just can't be described because we haven't the words. Love. Integrity. Justice. Peace. War. Hunger. Sleep. These are some of the closest we have.

It's us against them. Forward the struggle. You don't see therefore you know you don't see. No; you believe there is nothing there logically.

It is a dead end the hyena chases me no more today. These truly old hormonal emotional non-logical systems.
I see therefore I am. Something from nothing to be sure.
Just what is it you call that?

We see what we want closer to us. We are our own limit. That is not a line of prose. We see what we want closer. Makes us more likely to get it and more likely to reproduce. We are all omnibus of our germ cells. They are truly hardy and venerable. We create our own sacred places. We are all strong Chilean Miners. We are all capable of great evil.

Maybe the question isn't why there is so much evil. Maybe it isn't even why logic leads us to dead ends. Then the question: why isn't there more evil?
We all know one thing logic hasn't a clue: evil never wins.
We're not all special. We told you generation X. These germs cells of ours have not a question, but the logic of life. Those extra dimensions we only dream of are utilitarian things all around us.

Your house plant knows more about quantum physics than any man alive.
Perhaps there is a future one of us. Perhaps this won't always be the case.

How far does this omnibus go? Further now for sure. But a pause at this station to note the day pass. All these worlds we find will never be enough. For those venerable 10,000 the logic for them was you and yes for this day. And 10,000 books would not tell the story of today.

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