Escaping the Breakdown
Reality seems like order, structure
A thing, understandable by logic;
A place with starting points and aims;
A playground for the human intellect,
A kingdom of human power.
But this compact structure
Can disintegrate into a string
With pieces missing;
Can look like a space
With holes in it, pieces of nothingness.
And the human being decides
To look only at the existing pieces,
To consider this as the string or the space,
And to forget about
The missing bits and pieces
Getting rid of the abstract
Thus creating a universe
Where only humanity matters:
Its delusions and inconsistencies
Thus escaping the breakdown.