Telos: the end of a goal-oriented process. wordnik This may seem tricky business if the outcome of a goal-oriented process is predefined to be whatever happens when any and all things end. Because if it's assumed the universe has a shelf life all endings might be expected to mirror a similar goal-oriented doomed fate. Like what's true for the macrocosm should be spot on for the microcosm. That impermanence holds the key to why things happen the way they do could be thought self-evident enough. As a warrant to support everything that has a beginning must someday surely end. Because just to notice all things come and go in and out of existence ought to mean the end ends. Canceling any future truth auditions for upcoming reality shows. What if on closer examination the explanation appeared a bit too encapsulated? Like toes cramped in a too snug shoe fit. Found wanting because of how telos has been defined without question. As it might become an occupational hazard for a metaphysical whistleblower to mess with the universally accepted apple cart. That might inadvertently call the ability to know who we are, where we came from and where we might be headed into question. As cause to pause to wander in wonder in the land of who knew. Since if the definition of telos presupposed that all ends must of necessity come to an end it's time to go home after the theatrical curtain call. What then could account for the impermanence script of a bow. Could it be nothing lasts? Since empty seats do mean none stuck around after the show ended. On a stage teaming with unexpected possibilities that's triggering this downstream fleeting moment. Brought forth like a birthday cake with one candle lit. As one for all because one is all at the after the after party. Hitting speed bumps on the way home. Unable to backtrack. Leaving definitions empty handed while clutching the steering wheel. As if things don't need an origin to grasp hold of what they are. Flagged red lobster loaded with crushed shell soft tasty answers. Six shooter period punctuated holes for music's thin air mystery. Problematic if the start starts to become finish finished. If the end didn't have to end to be the end. Since it might be possible to start at the end to finish at the beginning. As where a new beginning begins. Since now things wouldn't necessarily stop at their ending. Supposing they'd began there. Perhaps all that's needed to transform the definition of telos into the myth of telos. Like a monarch butterfly spreading its wings cocoon liberated. As if the end goal of a long long journey had been all along for the universe to know it did exist.