Pascal's Wager

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Nothing was always something for him.
"Think Nothing of it," he said,
"and live as if it mattered for Nothing
because it probably did."

Yet when the darkest hour came,
he thought he saw a special hell,
not the one that Dante saw,
but nothing, nothing, nothing at all,

except when he thought that he heard
a lullaby his mother once played
and thought perhaps his waiting tomb
might really be another womb,
something the Easterns wrote about,
although he would not wager that
nor the sounds of a dulcet voice
and a fading violoncello.

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greenmountaineergreenmountaineeralmost 13 years agoAuthor
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The last 2 lines, deliberately vague, and line 2 of the last stanza are the key lines. Did the "dulcet voice" belong to Pascal's mother, or was she just playing the violoncello? If not, was the voice just another hallucination? Was the "dulcet voice" fading like the sound of the violoncello? Maybe not. Who knows?

The link provided by 12o1 explains "Pascal's Wager" further anyone is interested.

twelveoonetwelveoonealmost 13 years ago
aka Pascal's Gambit

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pascal%27s_Wager

simply__mesimply__mealmost 13 years ago
With the comments below

I see the meaning. But too, do not understand the ending unless it is as the anon suggests. it's out of my mental reach and bugging me. gm, explain.

bogusagainbogusagainalmost 13 years ago
no comment on..

the poem as a poem, great read but I would argue that nothing is worse than Dante's hell. Surely nothing is a fine state and only human conceit sees it as hellish?

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 13 years ago

I could be wrong, but if I were to hazard a guess, I would say the last two lines are merely implying that you can't actually plan or deal with death. Pascal suffered one hell of a lot before dying so young. One may intellectually rationalise about death being akin to going to back to a womb, as many oriental philosophies argued, but Pascal wouldn't have bet a dime on it. Death can sometimes be gory, unromantic and painful.

At least that's what my limited understanding tells me. Only greenmountaineer can elucidate now. :-)

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