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Sitting in a bar
On the north side of Chicago
Watching people, thinking
I can almost grasp it, almost
It's there, tantalizingly so - almost!
An real existential moment
(I get a lot of those in bars!)
What does it all mean?
We go about our business
Working, doing stuff....
Seeking some sort of connection
But, is there more? Has to be!
I now sit in another bar
A thousand years from now
On a distant space station
Orbiting a majestic gas giant
Thinking the same thoughts -
We have since discovered god
And asked him to give humanity a break
He's been so busy catching up
With the ever exploding multiverse, anyway
But we still search for true meaning -
The bartender keeps them coming
A very retro bar - a human bartender!
Sgt. Pepper plays in the background
Did I say retro?
Maybe in another thousand years
We will have it all figured out??
Later I will take in some
Low gravity Aikido practice
Watching through massive screens
The swirl of fantastic, fast moving gases
In the gas giant below
As nage and uke go round and round
Seeking a union as tantalizingly ephemeral
As that which we have all searched for
Since our mortal creation