The Paradox of Logical Impossibility and Omnipotence ~ Sunday, January 25, 2026

She used to tell me that I think too much

Since time immemorial, God flips coins
honest to God, why would I lie, the sun
eclipsed by the full moon, such decisions

underlying all conditions, what joins
station to station but points on a grid
endlessly, seemingly infinite fun
decidedly with little excisions

time unfolds each development in space
only what can be known, God has not hid

the rest may be found in discovery
each development in space unfolds time
let go and let God in recovery
let bygones be bygones, forgive the crime

meeting the devil lacks the face-to-face
encounter with Jesus some who believe

take for granted as real, imagine God
having the time of His life meeting you
as if the rationale explains the weave
the warp and the weft in a tapestry

I dig my own grave deep under the sod

that I was born once is enough, I knew
how reincarnation, heaven and hell
in this world cannot be proven as true
nothing but suffering and sorrow sell
kindness as a theory, the sky is blue

to imagine what is beyond, I try
only, I think too much, what she once said
okay, I admit, her words were thoughtless

maybe the point of life is to have fun
until fuck around and find out gets paid
challenge each hurtful comment, as you guess
how I felt, nothing new under the sun

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