Summary
This writing is incredibly evocative and thought-provoking. It paints a vivid picture of a world in flux, where the passage of time and the inevitability of change are ever-present. The imagery of flattened mountaintops, vanished wastelands, and broken pottery speaks to the impermanence of all things. The contrast between the temporal wealth and the void left by time, space, and matter highlights the transient nature of existence.
The mention of extinction events and the futility of seeking refuge on the Moon or Mars adds a layer of existential reflection. It’s a powerful commentary on the human condition and our place in the universe. What inspired you to write this piece?
Peace is on the other side of the hill. Everything is moving in fast motion. Not a motion to waste as moments become relics of yesterday. The mountaintops are flattened, and the wastelands have vanished turning into the broken pottery of a bygone passage. The moaners are crying for their loss as reality topple their thoughts. With little more to go on other than a cracked jar of notions the experts shout for joy as they proclaim the unknowable giving cause and effect to a distant impact event.
On the other side of the hill is where the wind swept the carpet under the rug and those who could not adapt loaded their closets with temporal wealth. Everything is good for the day while time, space, and matter go about their way leaving a void in the continuum where they were an instant before. Everyone know that the end will come given the evidence of the planet earth having a habit of creating extinction events. The Moon and Mars are not safe havens because the universe will not allow the ravagers of the earth to spoil other worlds.
On the other side of not have experienced before is the presumption of a silent unknown. It is presumably a region where the day to day cease and there is no night. The hopeful call this realm the afterlife, the pessimistic call this region physical death. Fear is draped upon this region because the only thing that the living have experienced is life, and even those who have undergone a near-death experience cannot say for sure that their minds were not playing tricks on them.
Beyond the hype, the prestige, and the personal opinions, the bowl is empty of salad. The filled go hungry. The empty are famished. The carnivorous have slaughtered and devoured all the animals. There are no birds to flock. No fish to spool. Spoons, knifes, and forks are no longer necessary. Not a thing or a person on the planet can produce a carbon-footprint. The solar system is not derailed. The Sun remains in its place. The spin of the Milky Way galaxy is not altered. The cosmos has not felt a thing.
Well on the other side of something or other is just another day in the morgue. The egg rolled down the hill and smashed into a noodle and no one blamed the egg or the noodle for this incident. Things happen, and many times they do not. A rotten twig burst into flames and a gullible mind is filled with all types of nonsense undaunted in their belief that their thinking is sensible. The rule of a sound mind has been dulled by torrents of environmental and mental pollution and there is no way around the simmering chestnut that blocks the way.
One day means nothing to the other and on the other side of consciousness the unknown awaits.
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