A Journey Throughout Time in 5 Acts

Prologue:  Who is who and what is what and which came first? 

 
act i

from somewhere before the beginning
of hindsight and insight (an unrequited love.)
there became a conception that occurred in the occurrence
of a chance of a lifetime
two essences coalesced to produce a cosmic reaction
creating one center of the universe that kept separating and dividing
for an allotted time, usually somewhere in the vicinity of
9 months,
with fearsome lung, cried out its first breath unto the void,
and the room was in awe, for a human being was born and
this entity was very much wanted by its progenitors,

subcontext:  many variations on this theme depending upon chance
and circumstance, often begets the question of nature or nurture.

Act ii

depending on the date time and placement in the arrival of this humanistic
tendency determined by its sexual attribution and configuration,
clothes were placed upon
and thus began the lifelong peculiarity of wondering what to wear,
to correctly
predict an acceptable social and sexual sense of self…. albeit a skewed one
and thus came forth many nudist colonies.  (Peoples indigenous to warm climates
wore very little, thus begetting the string bikini.)

subcontext:  many variations on this theme depending upon chance
and circumstance and where clothes come from, creating another
issue or two.

act iii

depending upon social status and geographical location, the education of any
societal child completes itself in the gathering of much misinformation disseminated
and predicated
upon the intellectual levels of comprehension and distinction placed upon innumerable
systems in place in the sequence of time, in the allocation of history as it reveals
tself in the books of learning having come forth from the kinds of minds that made
itself known.  Not always of the highest caliber.  Not always with the best intention.

Subcontext:  Implausible at best, begetting lesser or greater instances of ADHD and  autisim? Nature’s way of just saying “No-way”?

 
act iv

 
now the theory of everything has not yet been correlated nor obfuscated, hence
no-one knows anything for sure, so the archetypical Gods of mankind come into being,
story upon story, creating one diversion after another and offering a list of how-to’s and thou-shalt-nots. 
Always a good beginning when no-one has a clue of what the beginning is, much less if and when the end will ever be known by any-one.  The problem is a visual one:  all the killing done in the name of God, who seems to have a sex, colour and religion, always indigenous to the peoples who shall call God by any one of a thousand names.  Now it seems to have an auditory link.

subcontext:  The above already IS the reason for the endless variation on the themes.

 
act v. 

 
now and then history rewrites itself in a solemn beginning and ending date inscribed in stone.  There is no-one to remember, because nothing ever happened except what is remembered, repeated and written about.

a leaf falls
in the memory
of how
trees live and die

Epilogue; All is well in the concentric rings of an elongated infinity and one laughs out loud at the absurdity of how we are always left to our own devices to __________

(fill in our own blanks) with the reality we create unknowingly or knowingly, the only

choice we ever have*

* then again, what the hell do I know?