Emil Asdurian: Once

One day we, humans, will become God, by creating

a new mind! Not like ours, but certainly one that will

make a leap, once, as we did, by repeating certain

patterns as rhymes, a tool from stone, Quarz, coded

but not by our genes … once, when time will come!

 

Amazing as it is, in its pulse covered by a crystal clear

lake, it escapes to stick to others alike, expansive and

effervescent with thoughts that pup up, it creates ties

working and being to ascend into more elaborated one

or daring to go deep into its past. An infinite, absolute

mind! A divinity, the human’s, in itself, is equal endless.

Then, how can it be complete, as it could never reach

its object, even more exploring, nowadays, the abyss

of its own depth? Was ever the gone a whole, or a gap

left by a missing piece provided by …  once when time

will come!

 

Then why to push toward the absolute mind, the pure

higher-ups of reason and logic, the haphazard or so

carefully placed feelings in a song or canvas, climbing

the ladder toward heavens persistently searching for

God? At least the readiness to advance by some idea,

wise clear or blurred, of what could be or not! What is

of these continuous search of pure divine thought? A

innate, intuitive surge, a kind of instinct, or a primary

head’s wisdom to gather its congregants against the

unknown risks and hopeless loneliness, as otherwise,

there is, practically, not at all any thing gain from it!

 

Beside as a claw, horn or fang, it was and will remain,

as it was given in the first place “Know thy self”! Or is

it a gift bestowed without any true reason but the one

called pleasure, what raises the spirit above social or

historical scales, free, from their entanglements, from

any context, to reveal its horizon breadth into love of

knowledge, simple as immense that builds upon ruins

of its own ignorance, where in that unpredictable wild

intention or though line, or deed, stands our salvation

… once, when time will come to create anew, Godlike,

a machine mind by wires, cogs and an equations.

By it we will survive and under it again we will rise.

 

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