“…We are not the only experiment” Buckminster Fuller
This poem is from a prompt that invited me to choose a random quote and take the last few words of it and make it my own.
We are not the only experiment.
We are The experiment torn from the heavens
of infinite possibilities to a finite moment
of existence in the experience of polar chaos.
Three dimensional duality reality
And it’s some other infinite Beings
We are not the only experiment
laid to the Universal pertri-dish
of spinning galaxies in Milky Ways
of murky existence to see how humanoids
will get along in the radicalization of duality
In the dark and light of it all
In the rotational up and down and
all around of the Hokey Pokey
with all yourself in wether you wanted
in or out in this dance of Being-ness.
And it is all about the left and right
of you stepping into this Circle of Life
on this planet in it’s petri-dish we think is
floating out there in the vast somewhere
Not on that shelving unit that has no end
to it, Of old men, agelessly ambling
down the corridor of infinite everything
eyeballing each piece of Infinity to
see if one of us can make this Earth
Can we get along and survive?
Can we steward abundance ?
Can we Love unconditionally?
We ARE NOT the only experiment
In Infinity’s Infinite and we will find our
way Home sooner or later