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random universe defined
if the world, the universe
are not attuned to my needs
then all being must be random
somehow smacks of arrogance
on my part
the assumption of a small child
that, if unsatisfied, i need only
whine and cry, and my desires
should be met
there can be no purpose to existence
if it is not centered upon me
putting us in our place
comment from Eileen gives author hope
for every human on earth
there are a billion or more insects
so if we think we are the success
we are mistaken by at least
ten to the power of one followed
by nine zeroes
that’s a lot of hubris
realism with a bang
vivid brilliance, blinding
there and gone before our minds
can react and label such power
lightning
and then, low and grumbling
a guttural observation, thunder
that comes more fleetingly upon
the flare and grows more fierce
until each is upon us, overwhelming
terror
so primitive millennia of learning
accomplishments, gadgets
unwarranted pride dissolve into shaking, proper, realistic
humility
loss before listen
quiet one’s smile
lost in the self-assurance
that he knows how things ought to be
point taken, he believes, as he listens
but his pre-judgement means
he never he never heard
what she tried to tell him