"Because Nothing was, therefore All Things are"
Eureka - A Prose Poem
By: Edgar Allan Poe
To the few who love me and whom I love -- to those who feel rather than to those who think -- to the dreamers and those who put faith in dreams as in the only realities -- I offer this Book of Truths, not in its character of Truth-Teller, but for the Beauty that abounds in its Truth; constituting it true.
To these I present the composition as an Art-Product alone:- let us say as a Romance; or, if I be not urging too lofty a claim, as a Poem.
What I here propound is true:- * therefore it cannot die:- or if by any means it be now trodden down so that it die, it will "rise again to the Life Everlasting."
Nevertheless it is as a Poem only that I wish this work to be judged after I am dead.
E. A. P.
Hey Seth, I’m in this one
Couldn’t resist participating in this fascinating project
Since you started in winter, I am starting in summer
Seth, you are truly an inspiration