On science vs. religion, on knowledge through either
As above, so below, no.
As below so above and all around me,
As inside, so about and to the reaches of imagination;
I am a product of myself,
Which reflects in all around me,
And then mirrors back inside for confirmation of my existence.
In sleep, then consciousness, then sleep, over and over
I create my own being of repetition and mirrors
Inside to out to inside, I bounce.
And thus I see indications of advancement,
Mirrored into my mind and our dreams,
And back again.
And we get nowhere.
Stuck in a repetitive existence with definite beginning and ending,
Like a basketball bouncing aimlessly,
Dreaming ever of the hoops it will never
Be capable of achieving.
As above, so below, no.