A Meeting long remembered

Excerpt from an unfinished essay attributed to the young and un(in)formed Rau Cartuar. We see the gentle beginnings og a larger Krim-Cosmological Philosophical Sistem, but the sophistication and pure power of its later incarnations are not yet bloomed. This is Rau the rose-bud; the babe, grasping towards the clouds and stars above, believing them always to be just out of reach.

At the creation of the World – the birth of thought, when Life came to be – Life immediately assessed the situation: “I am, so I must be, and I must continue being.” The first thought was of Immortality.

This should come as no surprise, as the only purpose of Life is to live. In slightly vulgar terms we may call this ironic, but it is rather an inevitable tautology; the Living must necessarily understand existence through their fleeting moment of apparent endless Life, and this false assumption grants purpose. Tautologies can be deceiving.

That autumn, when the world was gray
I met Great Krim when on my stroll
Through nearby woods (the woods were gray)

I saw him, there, beyond the trail
He didn't notice me, but
Whistled a wholesome tune 

And the skies opened with immense color
And I fell to the forest floor
And the world turned abstract and immense

He slit the sky with a finger
Passed through, out of this World 
Without as much as a wave

An encounter with actual Immortality, with an Immortal Soul in Immortal Body. Imagine my rapture!

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