Here is another of those two-sentence stories with poetry added. I’m thinking of them as “Minuscule” and quick to read.
Read the first Minuscule, the explanation of why I wrote it and got started on this idea, and search under the category Fiction/Poetry Combination for others in the series.
The world is not an empty eggshell, a hard smooth surface enclosing a vacant space cleaned out and dry, a static state of being that has always existed and always will – each minute of life does not constitute a blank-sided ovoid colorless and slippery, with no connection to the next.
In one swift flash of insight, Laurine understood and took in the realignment of her existence, though she did not express it to herself in such philosophical terms; she had only enough time to think, Things are just not that simple, as she swung the ax overhead.
This dark sterile world
your misguided gift to me
I smash it to bits
6 thoughts on “Worldview”
Oof! This one hits hard. Stunning artwork.
Thanks. I was in an apocalyptic mood, I guess!
It gets like that at times. Thank heavens for words, what’s that about the pen and the sword? In this case an axe and a poem!
Very intriguing! Interestingly I was reading about something quite similar this morning, the physicist Bohm’s Holographic world, which show how everything is interconnected. It is time we “axe” the fragmented version of reality.
Those gifts should definitely be returned to sender. (K)
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