Tag: death

As X so Y

I can’t remember for the life of me
How the life before
This one went.
Rumor has it that as before so after.
Legends say it, “as above so below.”
Here I stand, in middle ground.

I won’t be surprised
If in what’s left, in some afterlife
I can’t remember what the death of me was;
How life used to be.

Great point to be—between rumors and legends; pre-existence and death.

Wadi Qelt¹

We can’t get pass the uncanny valley²,
So that we’re back at where we started
It’s a long way to go back—yet a step forward
Darkness awaits us on both ends
It’s been with us along the path
It’s just that our pupils adapted

An ouroboros³, it’s the valley
Hope here, a timid light
that hardly wounds the darkness
No flashlight to reveal the path
So we freeze at where we are
Facing death, personified in our image

1. the “valley of the shadow of death”; 2. a psychological and aesthetic phenomenon where a person feels uneasy or disgusted when a non-living object looks or behaves too much like a human; 3. an ancient symbol depicting a serpent or dragon eating its own tail.

When a Physicist Tells a Tale

Cheshire Schrödinger’s cat
Would tell you with an ear-to-ear grin,
“I’m so alive and kicking
That I might go dead and gone;
If you can’t see how alive I am,
You might as well be dead inside.
Definitely not a problem if it’s inside the box.”

1 I’m not a physicist 2 I don’t speak for one, 3 that’s not a stricto sensu tale; it’s a remark of some substance, but only a small frame of a bigger scenario 4 it’s called artistic licence.

Eternal Symphony

They saw the end of the world;
They weren’t supposed to be there,
let alone at that time.
More terrifying: they saw the beginning
(after the end).
They weren’t supposed to be there,
let alone at that time.

Repetition had scared them,
once they got used to the cycle.
Yet they started enjoying the song.
They never could get enough of it;
they could not afford to die.
They would rather be a maestro,
yet they were the audience.

T!el Fajardo
Apr. 07, 2024