“ Una vedimus// Una Decidimus//Aedificeumus//Dum illi Destrunct”

There is no arc to the universe.
In space the molecules stretch out too far.
They are alone.

The universe is cold and indifferent.

If anything it arcs toward chaos
It is a great gaping maw of entropy.

This is just physics.
dG=dH- TdS

Civilization has to fight against the chaos.
Our constant is to fight against its pull.
Violence is the pull.
Hate the pull.

But now the vandals are at the gate.
The irony of how they see themselves
As liberators.

They are salivating to tear down the things we built.
The things we guard.
The things that are precious to me.

From The Woods Project

The Latin roughly translates as We arrive together. We leave divided. We build while they destroy. It was thrown out in the chat. I am not sure of the source or if it was just made up on the spot. This is the poem I wrote in response.