Doodles 93

What really puts my nose out of joint is not knowing at what point we are at,
in this virtually unknown expanse are we stationary?
yes, we’re spinning or that’s what we’re told but are we moving?
if space itself is expanding and we are standing still,
where does the expanding space come from?

there are probably answers, there always will be
and we are free to accept them as facts and just as free to challenge them.

If God did create everything
he must be working overtime
on making more space
for all the time to fit into.

which begets (or baguettes) another question,
how much time does time have before time runs
out of time?

it’s not the Van Allen belt
but a conveyor belt
leading us towards a furnace
who knows,
not me.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.