Ten thousand things to think about...
A million things to worry about...
The end of something,
and the beginning of something else...
I guess that's how life goes, regardless...
There's a dove-tail of one era
transitioning into another...
Like jumping passing trains
going in opposite directions...
The last one was going backwards,
now this one is going forwards...
The beginnings of the ending world
were questionable,
somewhat uncomfortably taboo,
and, I'm pretty sure,
an abomination before God
in some religious mythologies...
A typical Jerry Springer episode
versus Masterpiece Theater...
I got a lot of mud on my boots
metaphorically speaking...
In the new world,
the boots are clean and new,
even if literally covered in cave mud...
The first one started
above ground,
but carried a massive amount of baggage
that cast long shadows
over the duration of it...
The darkness in it
made it hard to see,
hard to focus...
This new one
started in a cavern,
the womb of the Earth,
but feels incredibly light...
Blindingly bright,...
I can see it so clearly...
I can stare right into it without pain...
It is like a sun at the center of the Earth...
The last was like giving up or running away...
Uneasy resignation to my perceived limitations...
The next is like acceptance of my potential...
The difference is
sleight of hand
versus
actual magic...
Fakirs versus shaman...
Stockholm Syndrome or Florence Nightingale Syndrome
versus true love...
Slow death versus a bolt of lightning
bringing the dead back to life...
Genetic engineering versus Mendelian genetics...
Tomatoes with Arctic fish genes spliced into them
versus tender pea pods just following natural selection...
Life always finds a way...
Sterile versus fertile...
Barren desert versus lush rain forest...
Forced versus flowing...
Swimming through a river of cold swords
versus
laying on a lush, green hillside
warmed by the sun...
Pain versus pleasure...
Pushing away versus holding close...
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