Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Number Forty Nine

Galaxies fly out, escaping the gravity that holds them.  There is no center.  In a while they will go dark as suns burn out, and all heat, all possibility of life is lost.

And another universe grows -- with new forms and new laws -- from all that was learned with this one.

The carpenter to be hammers his first nail.  Two boards are joined.  Everything he builds changes him, helps him learn.  And everything he learns changes the next thing he builds.  Makes it better, more beautiful.

Collective consciousness grows with the lessons of each new universe, just as the craftsman evolves with each new thing he makes.

Things fall apart.  But the lessons they give us last forever.

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