Gwen: This poem seems to deny ephemera, yet isn't it within the nugatory that the noetic lies?
Tara: What sort of question is that?
Orathip: Yeah. Kun ya talk like a normal human?
Gwen: I'm afraid there aren't any.

illumination foreseen


What we are today
is but a fraction of what we could be

The heart has more geometries
than we've dared to see

We are flickering candles
in a star-studded night

The illumination we now produce
could be infinitely more bright

We are meant to shimmer strongly
& shine with luminosity!

Why tinker with ephemera
when there are countless discoveries?

Rejoice as swarming moths
against the candlelight of eternity!

Through conscious intention
be radiant & bright

Breath softly & remember -
the universe is made of light

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