Contemplating Eternity
Or a love letter to my beloved Willamette Valley
Emerson, Thoreau, and the rest of the Transcendentalists believed that when we die, our consciousness is joined with the great Univeral Oversoul. This idea was repulsive to me as a young man filled with ego and energy.
But, as I near my fifth decade roaming the surface of this planet, I now find the idea of slowly dissolving into something greater to be a thought that brings me peace.
The poetry comic below explores my thoughts about what this great, slow dissolution might feel like as well as serving as a love letter to the Willamette Valley, where I have lived, mostly happily, for more than twenty-five years.