Gilbert Wesley Purdy

“In the end we’re nothing more substantial,
it would seem,
than so much tiny star-stuff and a dream;
coordinates of will so existential
that, in the final analysis,
there is no thinker, just the thought.
We create ourselves to learn we can’t exist.
It could be said we think therefore we’re not.
We’re just a place that atoms hurdle through,
a vortex with a cosmic attitude.


fr. "The Lady Cavendish's Atoms”
― Gilbert Wesley Purdy