Muzings From The Edge: The Last Cell Standing
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All alone I float along the currents of air searching for my brethren
Looking into the shadows of caverns of beings both big and small as
They wander aimlessly throughout the morass of plants and air and
Among carbon base carriers of bodies walking twos and fours
Even those who fly to heavens and close to to the earth I find
Little hope of solace of those with structure similar to my own
I am not so unusual one would not think for at one time I was familiar
To all who existed upon this whirling body of solid, gas, and liquid
My kind was slow to develop in the dawn of the early to transverse
Of the liquid of the ooze onto the solidity of rock and early vegetation
We were getting well protected in the cranium and spoke in electrical
Symphonies of simple notes and phrases in such basic form now lost
In the passage of time my kind and myself enhanced ourselves to such
Richness and complexity that our energy was far from our keepers to behold
They stop to concentrate on our meanings the extensions of our thought
That the hosts seem perplexed by the vastness of it all
Millenniums past and they wonder still at the wide breath of messages
Which they never could grasp though to us it seemed so evident
So plain frustration set in and one by they all began to die out and disappear
Until it soon became clear they would never all last until I was among the very last
Am I alone the very one who must seek and strive to carry on
The complexity of thought as it could have existed on its very own, alas
I must admit to myself if not to the other who do no longer exist in this realm
I may be the last of my kind to to wander in this hemisphere or realm it seems
Thus, now it falls to me to search in vain for my very last kin if one does exist
In any of these caverns wandering this large, solid piece rock. floating on air
Riding the waters. Is it so difficult to find something so plain and once so common?
One would think it not, but yet I strive to find just one more simple
CELL OF A BRAIN
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Why should I be happy that are not around Spunkysally since you obviously exist in some form. This kine of thinking is chosen because it is here and there.
You should be happy that I’m not around right now. Why do you choose this line of thinking?
Spunky Sally
As the largest area does not mention beer I am clearly not one of them…;-)
LOL old beaner!
Very true there 4D, very true.
You have shocked me Mr. Lazer. You did it in a good way though because you turned heartbreak into heartwarm. Like OSO said: Thanks.
Thank you jeanmachine. I had hope to give a pause of thought to those who read this.
We all search in vain my friend. I had something happen today that just made that point. I know that I am not the best of men but I know I am not the worst. Great post.
Very true Mike. We should all hope we can land somewhere in the middle.
Ironic and funny and tragic Bill!
Thank you.
No, thank you Oso. It is indeed a comic tragedy.