08-17-2012, 01:50 AM
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Like quantum time, I find that I exist ethereally.
My motions, though Newtonian, are steps I take most serially.
Gravity, that occult force, which shall not ever be defined
is constant in my universe and by its cage I am confined,
and by its nature I am blind,
and by its laws constrained.
If from that cold yet black-hot seed, from whence all things sprang forth and far,
was I born there, in matter new, to be full formed, a mortal star?
Then time and light and space took hold, perversely making laws obscure.
Esoteric truths were plucked from randomness, all strangely sure
that for eternity endure
until no longer true.
A fleeting thought, anthropic yet, cannot outpace the light I see.
But for one tick of quantum time, that which will be, will surely be;
and that which, though with faith and hope, will not transpire if destined no.
For nought can change the way things are, and none are wise enough to know
A second hence in time’s sure flow
Until forever dead.
Tectak
2011
Like quantum time, I find that I exist ethereally.
My motions, though Newtonian, are steps I take most serially.
Gravity, that occult force, which shall not ever be defined
is constant in my universe and by its cage I am confined,
and by its nature I am blind,
and by its laws constrained.
If from that cold yet black-hot seed, from whence all things sprang forth and far,
was I born there, in matter new, to be full formed, a mortal star?
Then time and light and space took hold, perversely making laws obscure.
Esoteric truths were plucked from randomness, all strangely sure
that for eternity endure
until no longer true.
A fleeting thought, anthropic yet, cannot outpace the light I see.
But for one tick of quantum time, that which will be, will surely be;
and that which, though with faith and hope, will not transpire if destined no.
For nought can change the way things are, and none are wise enough to know
A second hence in time’s sure flow
Until forever dead.
Tectak
2011