Men and The Goddess

Are you overwhelmed yet? The information continues to flood in around just about any subject area you can examine: politics, environment, world affairs, scientific discoveries, medical advances, … it never ends! And my question is, does any of it really matter?

In Formation

How does the average guy,
Filled with stress, anger, resentment,
Cortisol and dis-ease get along?
Is it any wonder that our country, society,
Our so-called culture, is in such a mess?

How in the world did we get here? I think
Technology has a lot to do with it.
I am applying our so-called technical advancement
To the Information Age we find ourselves in.
Are we in information overload?

And are we addicted to this flood of information?
The more we know the more we want to know.
But, do we really know anything?

The deeper we plunge into “existence”
The more we learn there is nothing there.
Matter at the lowest level winks in and out of existence.
Left alone it is a wave of energy probabilities.
Observe it, it becomes some-thing we call a particle;
Look away and it falls back into a wink and a wave,
Flapping in the breeze of the quantum field which
May be there, or not!

Does anyone truly understand this
When they hug their daughter goodbye?

We live in a world of probabilities
Never knowing for sure what is real,
What to believe, what is true,
What to perceive as with our own eyes.

We use to hear: “everything is energy.”
Now we are told: “everything is information.”
Energy packets contain the code that describes the state,
Like DNA seals our fate to grow, age and die.

Information too, grows, ages, dies – its half-life
Grows shorter through the age until it too
Winks out of existence, becomes the lie
That was so true yesterday!

We just know and then we don’t, letting it go, forgotten,
Overwhelmed by the next truth in packaging, in lending,
In the telling; just another story.

As the half-life of truth grows shorter,
Does it ever collapse into Truth?
Or is it always in formation,
Always becoming something else we take for Truth
Until it too become another short-lived truth, a lie?

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