Insignificant
Lectern of purpose driven everything
That points me up the laddered steps.
Let’s follow the pastor’s empty nothing
Fill our existence with substance something.
Infinite vast expanse to collapse
Yet putting forth the growing revenue-
the Church congregational claims of God-
And then to laugh down autonomy’s rise.
Infinite galaxy expanding, nonetheless,
Trust in the helping guided likeness at hand
-the abstraction of mindful wishing-
-the desperation of oneness and being-
That we are not nothing at all.
Dismiss our insignificance,
Irrelevance and diminishing.
Contribute the piling matter,
The conscious ties of gene.
-the greater side of mankind.
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