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Blake Hole
fifteen seconds at the speed of light from here
there is a deserted rock, empty and abandoned
which has roamed the universe for eternity.
planet nothing is the name of this crystal stone
but everyone just calls it home bitter home
everyone pretends not to squander the little one.
all the inhabitants are proud enough to forget
that are just the beings on the smooth surface
of a tiny grain of sand in the ocean of stars.
the universe follows its course towards the navel
in an eternal self-referential dream so atheistic
without waiting for self-styled intelligent beings.
PAR
there is a deserted rock, empty and abandoned
which has roamed the universe for eternity.
planet nothing is the name of this crystal stone
but everyone just calls it home bitter home
everyone pretends not to squander the little one.
all the inhabitants are proud enough to forget
that are just the beings on the smooth surface
of a tiny grain of sand in the ocean of stars.
the universe follows its course towards the navel
in an eternal self-referential dream so atheistic
without waiting for self-styled intelligent beings.
PAR
Published 11th Jul 2023
Author's Note
Almost all preachers of almost all religions on the planet say:
"The end is near, stealing upon us stealthily, imperceptibly,
like the noiseless approach of a thief in the night."
"The end is near, stealing upon us stealthily, imperceptibly,
like the noiseless approach of a thief in the night."
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