p.176

ALIENS AND ANGELS

aliens and angels came to meet the human race, from far away they journeyed from a shrinking spot in space, which i think is really not a place

they spoke to me in terms i did not learn, but for ones i long and yearn, they conversed to me with glee across the vacuum of infinity

in uncommon dialect, i heard of comic mathematics, stories strange and beautiful, i heard of theatrical algebraics with unusual composition, i heard of poetic heuristics, and they sang a song sublime of spaces in the time

i never heard conversations in such ingenious combinations, the listener was quite confused by these aliens and angels who spoke the cosmic muse

they said expansion is the fate, the universe proliferates in great galactic spirals, gases growing masses, physics slipped and ripped, and orbs torn elliptic

the seasons won't repeat in this living evolution, songs won't be heard in this vacuum of elocution, no light will illuminate this final execution

no mathematical equations will bind the lonely dust, and you MUST understand, you must save existence from its last and distant instance

the universe is not a thing, nor force, nor mass, nor field, it IS simply communication, it is nothing but relation, you see expansion is its fatal flaw, and silence, disconnection will sap your waning awe

YOU must be connection, the universe will drift away, all creation dissipation without your committed participation

there's no hide nor bide for you, you must hold the parts together, you must be communication, you must be relation, you must save the universe from its fatal flaw

the aliens and angels said, its a story that is not perfect yet a drama that gives a purpose, they left me to my task, to bind the lonely vast

and i've never felt such joy fighting creation's alienation, i've never had such friends joining the cosmos' separation, i've never had such love mending the universe's isolation