Heart of Cosmos

Wormholes and Radio signals

In the center of a small galaxy
We swirl around with cosmic dust
Light and darkness
A small margin from our own extinction
Life is based on possibility yet all we have is our program
Anxiety and energy drinks
Caffeine and nicotine and ways to start and survive the same day over and over
Trying to find the shortcuts or do the long run without any guarantee of success either way
So technologically advanced yet so primitive
Searching for radio signals and wormholes to other universes while our own burns and gets destroyed
Cosmic pulse creates and destroys at same time like a cthonic god of duality
Yet we remain like ants at the end of a big leaf as Kazantzakis once said somewhat different on our reactions yet all facing the end

A/N: Causality and Destiny lay their hands to us
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