All is yesterday, all is tomorrow;
today is upon you.
Yesterday is finite, as is tomorrow;
just as today also ends.
All is nothing, nothing is everything;
everything means the same.
All things end, nothing lasts;
everything fails after all.
Foreign is pain, joy is likewise;
until they merge into one.
Pigs will fly and the air will lift them;
we will always be.
You can be present
without being here.
Forever today.
Never leaving yesterday;
always whispering, “tomorrow.”
All is yesterday, all is tomorrow;
all is nothing, nothing is forever;
or perhaps not.