What’s the point?
The beauty of it is that when you arrive at the point
You see that it’s connected to another point
And another point
And so many other points
That you begin to recognize
That it’s really
Not a point after all
And you see that the full stop
Is really so full
With everything that’s come before
And everything still to happen
That it’s really not a stop
Just a coming and a going
A moment to pause
And notice
And when you get to the period
You look up and see
That it’s all part of a much greater period
That encompasses all the other periods
That have been
And are yet to come
At which point
You notice that the point
Is one point in an infinite connection of points
That fill the universe
And that the point of it all
Is no point at all
Finding the li 
Miss J said,
March 14, 2012 at 1:37 am
This is really awesome and kindof sums up how i feel…interesting that someone could put into words exactly what my heart feels with each beat, and what my soul feels with each breath, and what my palms feel with each tear that they catch, thank you.
Steven Craig said,
November 12, 2013 at 6:23 pm
Within the parameters of the box, we are pointed in many directions.
All points leading to the same realization, that we have a choice.
A choice between the illusion of the normal mind-set, aka; ignorance, or outside of the box and real thinking.
Mary-Ann Cullinan said,
May 12, 2018 at 5:53 am
Wonderful poems! Very much liked When I Die too. I’m a psychotherapist who often gets left brain dominant clients asking this question, so having a poem that straddles the ‘scientific’ and the soulful, is a wonderful resource.Thank you Jeremy. PS I’ve just reached your extremely interesting website via George Monbiot’s blog. I’ve also encouraged my husband Cormac Cullinan to sign up for your newsletters etc – one of your blogs is on The Rights for Nature Tribunal in Paris, which he features in, and you and he are definitely on the same path here.