the fisher king

halcyon days (tranquil, golden)
those that came before all this, when we were a part of nature
then came the dawn of so called civilisation, babylon, egypt and on
once we settled in one place, settled for a life we were made to live
under the auspices of so called chosen people they thought were gods
once you settle in one place, farm, create a surplus, you need to protect
what you think you have of value, raise an army, become a king, lose faith
in each other, have faith in only yourself and your decisions the rest is history
you can't take it with you, you own nothing of any value, this life your only gold

i look around and almost everything i see makes me wonder what is the point?

the oldest question, hidden in plain sight, who? who am i? who are we?

Our current way of understanding, of answering those questions always
seems to lead to another question, is there something smaller than atoms?
elementary particles my dear watson, and as we go further into asking those
questions of the very small and the very big, looking out into the universe,
and into the quantum fog of light and shade and black holes and so on
we find yet more things we could ask questions about forever but
the answers we seek are inside us, each and every one of us
god is an inconvenient truth, the goddess even more so...
it took me a while to understand that answers lie there
that to connect to those answers, to those deities
could start to bring me some peace finally
however i may appear, however i look
all this stuff going on with me helps
me lose my illusions painfully, to
see the truth, of life and death
we are all avoiding the pain
as much as possible that
we cause ourselves by
closing our eyes to
all that goes on
in the world,
connecting
gives me
hope
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