Poetry / Transmortality

Yeah, I’m saying that everything, even inanimate matter, is intelligent.  Cool you got that.

Every proton, neutron, electron, and photon in existence, and otherwise, is a discreet package of almost pure energy. Only through their joyful cooperation could the complex hierarchies which gave rise to the human race resist the “natural” processes of blind chaos. We are not experiencing a “New World Order” , we are seeing a new view of the most ancient order. Illusions fall away, and levity will save the day.  

Wow!  You are a deep thinker. I like your metaphysics.  Thanks for sharing.

Thanks a lot for your kind words.  I’m flattered that you found it stirring and fascinating.

Thank you for your encouraging comments.  I appreciate your review.

Right now, I don’t wish to define transmortality too graphically.  Simply put, “trans” means “beyond”, so transmortality means beyond mortality, beyond being human.  I hope the reader of the novel will experience that fictional transmortal dimension for themselves—in other words, it would be a spoiler to explain transmortality at this time.  Though I do hope you got some idea from the poem.  May I email you when I’m ready to publish the chapter excerpt?

Yes, please do.

Thanks for reviewing my work.

Thanks very much for the generous review.  By “prenatal geometry of life” I mean discarnate life, the spirit world, the realm that is dimension-less, therefore irrational.  Formless existence beyond 3-d reality.

Thanks again.  Your thoughts on my work are greatly appreciated.