Atoms and Void There is no body without void – Epicurus I You’d have thought it endless, Lucretius— The laminar descent of atoms Falling through a void serene and mute, Each atom unhurried, alone, Descending at a constant pace, Unmoved by force, untouched by will, No dawn to break their quiet fall, No god to stir the silent dark. But then—a swerve, a subtle bend, Two atoms veer, incline, and meet, A fragile sign of nascent will, A fracture within fate’s per

The Selfish Self I am my world – A world apart. Apart from me there is nothing. The world is mine. It arises from the uniqueness of my life. My life is the world and the world Is how things stand. And how things stand is my life – And only my life. What counts is me. I number myself: A one wrapped inside a zero. I stand alone, a single bulb Lighting the whole room, Enclosed by walls that are my sphere. I have no doors or windows. No