Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Omniscient Oxymoron

He knows everything.
You can't tell him anything.
No matter what you may propose,
it's guaranteed that he'll disclose
it's something he already knows
... because he knows everything.

He's a visionary
— a self-resplendent luminary.
His confidence cannot be shaken.
When he speaks, the dead awaken.
Think he's wrong?  Well, you're mistaken!
... because he knows everything.

The wise man views himself a fool.
On him this lesson's lost.
But then, enlightenment seldom comes
from breathing one's own exhaust.

He's an oracle, of course,
— a rare omniscient tour de force.
God's own voice is channeled through him.
Lesser bullies bow down to him.
Alas, his ego will undo him
... because he knows everything.

— Ender

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

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