The whole universe and all existence
And energy have been recurring
And will continue to recur
In a self-similar form
An infinite number
Of times across
Infinite time
Or space
Time
Is a
Whirligig
A cup draining
Filled to the brim
Quenching and thirsting
You and me evolving, then
Devolving to strangers, past
Becomes present, sensing deja vu
We haven't met but known you long ago
Gravitational attraction is nearing collapse
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I saw a movie on precognition and I thought, why, I recognize myself in that role. Precognition is a specialized. knowledge of a future event, especially when this comes from a direct message to the mind, such as in a dream, rather than by reason, sometimes synonymous to extrasensory perception & telepathy. Who are we before here? Where have we actually come from? What are dreams? So many questions that can make us crazy but the thing to do is to be open to all possibilities.