{"id":305,"date":"2010-08-04T03:11:57","date_gmt":"2010-08-04T08:11:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php"},"modified":"2014-03-24T01:17:14","modified_gmt":"2014-03-24T08:17:14","slug":"eternity","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/writing\/writing-1994\/eternity","title":{"rendered":"Eternity"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5><em>By Martin Falatic<br \/>\nWritten 1994-05-23 16:30<br \/>\nRevised 1997-03-19<\/em><\/h5>\n<div class=\"hr\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<pre>I paused for a moment in the darkness,\r\n          weary from my long journey.\r\nLooking for inspiration,\r\n          some inkling of the mystery of this life.\r\n\r\n                    * * * * *\r\n\r\nI looked into the starry, moonless sky, transfixed.\r\n          Never had I seen such a sight!\r\nI felt as though I was on the edge of a great precipice,\r\n          about to hurtle into the Void,\r\n          to be swallowed up, lost and forgotten.\r\nA traveler, without origin or destination,\r\n          experiencing the Universe firsthand.\r\n\"So small and insignificant, I...\"\r\n          my thoughts began to wander,\r\n          the tinge of despair eating at my mind.\r\nThe more I stared into the heavens, the deeper they became:\r\n          an infinite sea of stars, frozen fire at this distance.\r\nSo tiny they seemed to my mortal eyes,\r\n          yet their enormity filled my mind.\r\nAs I watched, I felt myself rising into the sky,\r\n          my spirit lifting itself above the clouds,\r\n          above the speck that was Earth.\r\nI could feel a strong tingling in the pit of my stomach,\r\n          making the hairs on my skin rise in waves.\r\n\r\n                    * * * * *\r\n\r\nI met the ground with a soft thud,\r\n          as gravity and vertigo combined forces.\r\nThe stars receded slowly, back into the sky,\r\n          while the Earth held her child close.\r\nFor a moment, I had touched eternity,\r\n          and I was forever changed.<\/pre>\n<div class=\"hr\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Martin Falatic Written 1994-05-23 16:30 Revised 1997-03-19 I paused for a moment in the darkness, weary from my long journey. Looking for inspiration, some inkling of the mystery of this life. * * * * * I looked into the starry, moonless sky, transfixed. Never had I seen such a sight! I felt as [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":276,"menu_order":5,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"class_list":["post-305","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/305","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=305"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/305\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/276"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=305"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}