A New Beginning Trailer


   As I mentioned two weeks ago, sometimes past memories bubble up and explode into my consciousness.  That process has happened again, only this time it was not a memory: it was A New Beginning….  Having worked everything through in my mind, the time has come to complete what began long ago.  One last time my “Ancient Eyes” peer into the dark cavernous cave in my mind, seeking to illuminate the path that culminates with “The End of Time.”  As 2013 dwindles, my optimism grows and the feeling that I’ve been here before engulfs me.  For now, I depart on my journey to complete this project before the walls tumble down and I forget where I began….

Poetic Influence No. 4: “All the World’s a Stage”

        William Shakespeare’s poetic monologue  “All the World’s a Stage” from As You Like It begins with two lines that practically everyone knows today.  Those lines, of course, are:

“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players”.

        I only wish I could write such memorable lines.  Of course what most people probably don’t recall is that after those two timeless lines, Shakespeare moves into an extended metaphor about the seven stages of life.  He ends the final stage with “oblivion.”  In “The Past, Present, and Future,” I delve into the three stages of time and then close with “The End of Time;” my way of bringing a close to the whole concept.  Shakespeare weaves through the path of one’s life and closes it out in the end, and my poetry weaves through time and close time out in the end.  In my poem, though, I left a little wiggle room with this line: “In the end, I suppose we’ll never know.”  As far as we have come as a species, there is still so much we just don’t know.  As a matter of fact, scientifically speaking there is much more that we don’t know than we know.  According to some estimates, 23% of the mass of the Universe is invisible, 73% of the mass of the Universe is dark energy, and the other four percent is in the atoms that make up you and me, the stars, planets, and everything else we can see.  Oh yeah, did I mention that the four percent is the stuff that we know and understand.  Anyway, I think you get the idea.  The more you know, the less you know….  That of course brings us right back to where we began, as merely players on a stage.


Photo by Elizabeth McCullough

The End of Time

Billions of years from now,
The sun’s warm light will fade away.

Even the Milky Way, and the Universe,
Will eventually cease to exist.

Time spares no one, and nothing;
But what will become of time itself?

Perhaps it is part of a big cycle,
Continuing indefinitely and unending;

Flowing forward and backward,
Throughout all of eternity.

Or maybe it will fall victim to itself,
Like light trapped in a black hole.

Still yet, maybe time doesn’t even exist;
We just choose to believe it does.

In the end, I suppose we’ll never know
As we are too intertwined.

by Cody McCullough


Photo by Elizabeth McCullough