The Lancean Specificity

Believe It or Not

One

A tempest in a teapot a typhoon in a spoon
Camouflaged chameleons none but the blind can tell
Obeisance to the sun done in the dark of the moon
Pigs flying in formation on a cold day in hell
Circumnavigating by not going anywhere

Two

Mad scientists with vaccinations for our disease
Tested on the suppressed and then reserved for the best
Of the rest who were the worst before the bubble burst
Robots marching four abreast into a wishing well
But they do not suffer as we do and wish them to

Three

I never thought forever could be over so soon
But our disease remains incurable as ever
And over and under and around and out and through
Another forever is as easy as you please
You can grab one right now out of the air if you dare

Four

There were forevers at my feet in the street today
But if you cannot find one you may take one of these
As the lotus unfolds through a few absurdities
It never hurts to have a spare forever or two
Given how scared we seem to be of finding never

Five

And then they only last as long as now anyway
Before being sanitized into our sanities
Underestimated to irrelevance to be
Rarified into our ritual inanities
To be the state religion of a moment ago

Six

We are rather silly animals if you ask me
Terrified and scarified with battle lines drawn on
The worried brows of worriers who soon will be gone
Persisting in pursuing and pinning forever
Resisting and insisting to know what not to know

Seven

Self-consuming candles cannot last the night till dawn
Which is why I do not worry anymore you see
By transcending both the bonfire and the vanities
I enjoy the equipoise of doing and being
I like it better when my in and outside agree

Eight

And if some want to worry about their forever
Let them begin by being open to their seeing
Stop resisting seeing what insists on being there
I would love to have a hand in freeing them and yet
Forever is never when they need it I regret

Nine

Camouflaged chameleons none but the blind can tell
And I can tell if not tell when their minds have been made
A tempest in a teapot a typhoon in a spoon
Robots marching four abreast into a wishing well
But I am dancing now and the piper has been paid

Ten

Considering and reconsidering I perceive
My reality becoming that part I believe
And seeing believing I come to see forever
As now as how it is not when then but whenever
It may be as always now as it was never then

Eleven

I can only be now since that is all I know how
To be though still I try to be forever till when
I see how I can never be anytime but now
Which any way you look at it is better than then
Circumnavigating by not going anywhere

Twelve

Never mind forever it is only now again
This moment of transcendence within the in between
The moment within which all other moments remain
Hopeful fruitful and pregnant with possibility
Whenever they say forever now is what they mean

Thirteen

The sharp edge of eternity comes sudden and soon
And the only cure for our disease is being now
Because now is forever and becomes everywhere
And because I am here now I am already there
Then believe it or not when forever I will be

+Steven Curtis Lance



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