From Infinite, We Draw Possibilities

What if the world

Was 

Infinite 

After

All?

At what point

Do we stop

Wanting

Infinity

And

Beyond

And 

Start counting

Our blessings

Of

Living?

The finite

Realm of our being

Is the clock

We began the world

With,

Not the ones

We’ve

Been

Given.

Time is just as much

A

Construct

As 

Being

Itself.

The two exist,

But could have been

Independent

Of

Mutual

Discovery

And

Application.

The practicality

Of the certainty

Of time

Can be questioned

Just as much as

The meaning

Of

Life

And

Death.

There is a certainty

That life

Precludes

Lifelessness,

But death

Concludes

Our question

Surrounding 

The

Certainty

Of

Continuation.

In some realms,

People believe

In what we 

Call

Afterlife,

Where the being

Begins

To be,

Just

In a different

Context.

In others,

We believe

In nothing

At

All.

While still,

We walk among

Those

Who could very

Well

Be

A being

Of recycled

Divination.

It is our 

Beliefs

That bring us closer

To answers,

But further

From the basic

Questions

We once

Asked.

At what point is our

Knowledge

Meaningful,

And when does

It become

Meaningless.

I’d rather not know

The answers to the questions

Above

Until

I myself

Am looking

Down

From

Above,

After

Wondering

How much has 

Changed

Below.

From finite

We bring

Fidelity,

And from

Infinite,

We draw

Possibilities.

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