- The Omniscient

I’ve come about like froth on the waves of a seemingly deep ocean,

I’ve been so raw like the pebbles which will be beaten into sand by the fluctuations of time.

I’ve been so insignificant like weeds growing unceasingly in a garden;

I’m a thoroughfare covered in stardust, sleet and snow.

I’ve wanted to be carved for like the pure summer after wolves howling in winter,

I’ve wanted to be looked at at like a musician lays his eyes on sheet music.

I’ve wanted to be parallel to nothing like the speed of light and the kick of tequila,

I’ve wanted to know every atom of everything like a frenzied mad scientist on the loose.

In the pursuit of being an omniscient I have known places,

I have wandered like a frayed but resilient leaf ready to decay and regrow.

I have devoured, tasted Bartletts from the ink of great men,

I have fulfilled my thirst of letters, music, art, culture, science and the twenty four Gospels.

I pass by a library in an autumn noon to find my old self on a book shelf,

I couldn’t fathom the paroxysm of perpetual stagnation.

I was thirsty and there was nothing to sooth my parched soul,

Because I am an omniscient now.

Words today gush out of me like light from a otherwise rusted hallow to move the read and the ignorant,

Paint responds to me like I have fed colours to the prism.

Symphonies are my slave and my wisdom is unequaled,

I’m saturated and yet I create only what I know and nothing beyond the shackles of my own demented mind.

I have a blank page, a voluptuous but wretched mind, parched ink and oblivion to consume me.

I wonder if i could only be a speck of floating cloud and rain;

I wonder, had I not chosen to be an omniscient I could have something to look forward to.

I wonder, if the mental doldrums will make me perish.

Had I spared something, i could have moved forward;

Had I been incomplete, i would have the drive to find the last puzzle piece.

Had I known the currency of enriching my mind, i wouldn’t have lost my soul,

Now, I’d rather be a layman than be an omniscient if change is the paradigm that could sqeeze me in.

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