Finity
Just the idea of it - impossible
for tiny minds to grasp.
Like - coming up upon a wall or door
- a cliff or shore, death-rattling:
anything Beyond or aside, nemesis!
Swamped, surrounded by its antithesis
on every surface, edge, limit.
Besides, defined by.
Inverse to concepts of infinitude
just the fact of any limits, begs the question.
Delete all boundaries - then, what's left?
All designations become annulled
- amorphous blobs, boneless, road-less, shape-shifty badlands.
Far-stretches of the mind
to attain the faintest sense.
Context-less, ir-relative, out of Time.
Where does it start? Or stop!
Each observing consciousness
inventing its own peripheries,
within the paradigm of individual vanishing points
that only have one source.
Nano-seeded, bottom-up self-creators, huh!