It was always and simply, a matter of time
"Of all the gin joints in all the world"
Had to believe it was all by design
She hit all the marks, knew every line
Prepped and poised, while the script unfurled
It was always, and simply, a matter of time
I fell for the role, the unwitting crime
Of face value myths, great legends retold
Had to believe it was all by design
The surface ran deep, our souls intertwined
No scenes to repeat, or mimic so bold
It was always, and simply a matter of time
Heavenly body, heart of the divine
Or so I'd become, in spite of the cold
Had to believe it was all by design
Universes formed, birthed and aligned
Only to fall flat, full bodily hurled
It was only ever a matter of time
Hard to believe it was all by design.
About the Creator
M.L. Ross
The thoughts, stories, ideas, nonsense piling up in my mind have reached critical mass. Sometimes they're coherent enough to share directly, sometimes they have to filter through the Robit first.
Robit Lays an Egg
This interaction explores the human struggle with ambiguity, using the neutron as a central metaphor. We are cognitively wired for binary choices—all or nothing, yes or no—because they provide clear, actionable answers. However, this forces us into a false dichotomy, ignoring the vast, complex middle ground where most of life actually resides.
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