Nothing lasts forever All that lives must die All that is must cease It all ends in entropy, so the scientists say Order to chaos, structure to wreckage This endless obliteration Is the breaking apart of all that exists At the end of all things There will be nothing at all No order, no chaos…
On the threshold standing between the light and the dark between summer and winter between day and night For a moment we are in netherspace no man’s land a world neither here nor there a borderland between sea and shore a place outside of space and time where order is diminished and chaos reigns Seasons…
Eclectic Assemblage 