Beyond the Sands of Time (poem)

The world and senses of sand quanta

like all quanta rise and fall

with tempos of tides assembling and fading

such temporal illusions as castles of time

drawn together by gravity’s shadows

ebb and flood within a Universe of Idea



Functioning well and deep

inclusive of the illusion of mind it is extended

streets, self and objects, senses materially

formed as inductive engines interpreted

like rainbows and oranges blossomed to fullness



They must slip away into silence

like the parting of the Red Sea

as the spirit ends that slavery within a bondage of time

given unto all fallen beings

silence and non-existence from left and right returns

the promise of more ascension of moments

to fuel the illusion until the illusion of mind itself

yields unto non-existence surging over the soul



A self-aware video plays in a mineral deposit

illusions of motions arise in quarks

compositions shielded by lead, never dead

phenomena like patterns of galaxies swirled



Such are computer programs running

life before death, information hibernation

set for restart, correction and defragging

some are saved through faith, and others lost

sent to the hell of the recycle bin

in a purgatory of freed space bossed



In a bifurcated world of matter and spirit

a city of mankind and a city of God rise

cohering onto a phenomenal destiny

matter and nature take full courses to comprise

being and signs along the beach of time

in the bootstrapped illusion of existential vines



The faithless call the world unto a bristling doom

like prime entertainment as an illusory play

instructing mirages to pleasure boxes for every day

the totality of illusion is a well-governed room

next day, next week, the declining head spins

hoping for silence



Walking with faith the world is a reflection of mind

a spirit is information, experience, being—a soul

for those that have set tomorrow’s course

for the city of God

when temporality ends, the Lord has t