in a word infinite

The universe as is the ocean. Best described as a myriad. Being that beyond a point they both are infinite. And while on of them is infinite the other isn't, yet it does persist to be just out of our reach (the Bottom of the ocean). The problem man creates is to deal with tasks as long as they are manageable. Otherwise known as being lazy. And not to be confuse with the itis (which sometimes comes after lunch and even twice in a day, after dinner). Most do not have a say in that. So it is in a world of infinities that goals are always out of reach. Things are mostly described as "the worst of times." Yet things work and life goes on. Considerably well for some, okay for others.

Problems are seldom to be found, as it is "acceptance" that does away with that . Mathematically jumping from 12,438 to 12,439 only exist as a single solitary step up. Yet the void that exist in-between is an infinite set of numbers. The closer you looking the more you understand that there are smaller and smaller divisions, eventually giving way to comprehension and a lack of nouns. Ignorance is the driving force that produces the single step and the preceding ones, too. The foolish man continues, but so does the obsessive compulsive.

A history of........................... and its products?

For the most part trash is trash and useless, very inanimate too, and never the twain shall part. Precisely what is wrong with romantics and society at large. Quick mends of coarse don't fix the major faults. But knowledge and patience heals all (as it has been told to me). A practice so forgotten, to place it with myths would be accurate. A testament to the willingness of society to stay current. Heartless and indifferent.

So it is the nature of man to measure what is functional. To deal with the practical is just nonsensical. And practicality with goods is a signifier of wealth. More of it means less money most of the time.

This brandishing of money. What it says of us is remarkable. There seems to be no other use for it then to collect stacks of to wave about. But what then? There are no floods and it does not make for a suitable step ladder. The obvious would be to donate it and/or move to a place where it holds no value. But that isn't true. Decades end, grass is cut, drinks are order, calls are made, cells divide, and someone makes a terrible observation. What can be said about society is nothing new. Objects will always be life-less, therefore meaningless, and mathematically disposable. Never given the care that they sometimes need, despite that they are a pleasure to have.

Casual

From small digestible station wagons to quasars a static Universe beckons a different set of adjectives. And it is the universe that is more often than not ignored. Our region, the Milky Way, itself chooses to toss aside our casual flirtation of the immovable, so does the Earth. As it stands few humans have moved passed the vanity of our culture to the second characteristic of the universe. It is dynamic. That we could never be still even with medication. The stink eye would have no better chance, nor would God's immovable rock. If its in the universe its going to have to move. There is no waiting until 7am.

Astronomers, those few humans, all seem to understand. Their cold damps backs and empty flasks confirm this… A slow march through the sky by the electric light parade, is not evidence of an all night bender. It is the universe in motion. And like a raging party , they are things that are quite hard to ignore. It is not questionable. It is ever present, like facts. I will now say Facts, that are true, are not opinions. Facts have no place for opinion. They are unchanging, unless and until another fact replaces the former because it is now the truest. The world would then disagree. It so rightly does and does so because of the nature of information. Meaning it is passive and mute. Spoken for. Something that I have proved in so many words. Next time inanimate objects have feelings too (an opinion).

Money or is just remarkable

A dollar, not so much the black sheep of the family, but more the indifferent victim of if not uncommon events then outstanding situations. Pressed between the ass cheeks of a stripper, a deep sea diver covered in cocaine, also a desert night raider, and the means to a brawl. An eventful life, some might say... And I do agree. How is it that this seemingly inanimate object is involved in so much action is the subject of tonight's quarrel with human nature.

Deaf, dumb, blind, and limb-less, yet found in most places. Dollars as I choose to believe are not fond of travel, but then who am I to paraphrase dollars. Humans, I am one of these, also found everywhere and most capable of travel are still fond of far off locations. The ability of mobility does have its benefits, but never taken serious by people. Bogged down by the availability of automotive transportation. Never pondered at the possibilities of corporal transportation. Never had a day filled with wonder for hidden places. The hopeless victims of the monetary sense due with just (fill in the blank) ___________. The ordinary I suggest. Familiarity is a close second. Although the possibilities of a four mile radius is relative in nature. Wonder can always save you from the ordinary. I choose to believe in Santa, but that is a topic for another day.