Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

rock is canvas
a medium, nothing more
the stage beneath our feet
as we play out a conscious eye

the stars orbit us
the gods cater to us
here from the beginning

yet a few odd folks tap at rock
say it is mortal in its own way
say the earth laughs at a mountain
plays cards with it for a few eons
until the hill is too worn for snow

yet a few odd folks devise
life spans of immovable, immortal
the birth and demise of mountains
notions of fluid and fallible rock

they babble inane billions
but others say we are from creation
when rock emerged from the void
in six days of genesis

some say it is both
six days, a figure of speech
so split up the deep time billions
equally six ways, and if so..

life emerges on tuesday
big reptiles at four pm saturday
only to go extinct five hours later
we show up three minutes to midnight
and christ, a quarter-second to midnight
the industrial revolution at one-fortieth

a fortieth of a second
all the great works, the great run
all reduced to a fortieth of a second
that will never fly

most humans seem to want answers, data that will make them more comfortable with their choices, ....science and religion tug o war.....and the in-betweeners try to keep peace I guess.....been doing a lot of reading about quantum mechanics lately...and that my friend is a whole other can of worms.....great musings, as always mnazzy.......

we are but a temporal blip - a bit of undigested christmas pudding.

we are but a temporal blip - a bit of undigested christmas pudding.



& bravo, poet!!!!!

thanks steve, dino, arcadia...

yes, a blip. that's how i describe it. but one hell of a blip! one with genghis khan, dean martin and hula hoops!

at the very least we gotta shrink that so-called "saturday" more down to our time frame...

I was trained in geology,
paid by the United States of America to study earth and air and sea
and everything that is that never lives
and I loved its science, crystalline wisdom, mineral metanarrative
but I am not a practicing geologist
because I fell in love with rock
in a way that wants to talk
with and not about
its life.

i feel similar about rock-- it fascinates me, but geology? hmm ...

A geologist, maybe not...a fucking fantastic writer...indeed you already are.
Love this...
H