
Come die like we die.
Come and lose yourself with us
Oh Adam of life
Blast from the Past (an aphorism this time):
Life’s complicated but also simple. And sometimes how it can be both at the same is part of its complexity.
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Come die like we die.
Come and lose yourself with us
Oh Adam of life
Blast from the Past (an aphorism this time):
Life’s complicated but also simple. And sometimes how it can be both at the same is part of its complexity.

Our species stand tall
Among nature with grand lives
That end in our deaths.
Blast from the Past:
We laughed together
As we thought about what will
Happen after death

What do you do when
Who you are changes like the
Ship of Theseus
Blast from the Past:
They said to aim high
The top of the wall’s facade,
To Humpty Dumpty

Standing there, luring
Despair astray, erasing
Expanses of hope
Blast from the past:
In the darkest night
The lonely moon still shines.
Hope for dark days ahead

We can’t see those past
Nor know all people to come;
Eternal present
Blast from the past:
To see the future
As if it were. What awful
Past will lead to this?

I am wide awake
From the wondrous feeling of
Exhilaration
Blast from the past:
If this is Enlightenment,
Then there is no Enlightenment.
Only a moment of happiness

Life’s just one more day
Then another “one more day”
After another
Blast from the Past:
Ties and collared shirts
Washed onto the shore in the tide,
In and out each day

The chapter ended
With no summons, no climax,
No theme, no punchline.
Blast from the past:
A lot of racket
From a small frog jumping
Into a puddle

There in the rubble
Of what I do not yet know,
I decide to sit.
Blast from the past:
Never look backwards.
The person you had just been
Faded into dark.

Greed is an illness
Anyone can drink from its
Degeneracy
Blast from the past:
The more I travel
The more I long for place
Ebbing waves return home