your finite minds will calculate
the music of the spheres,
and try to map the infinite
to guide your pioneers
but though those circles heave and sway
and through the aether surge;
i tie my fulgent secret way
not to this demiurge.
that blinding, bumbling dynamo
is but another star,
and countless others shine just so,
indifferent and far.
why let that mere proximity
endear my core to this,
when graver is the gravity
twixt me and the abyss?
no law of physics governs me,
they know not how I move,
i flitter frictionless and free
though maths may not approve
predict my orbit, if you can!
jar lightning for your gears!
i trap the spite of centuries
i burn your deity's tears
remember, child of adam, and resign:
i am the matter you will never find
May 18, 2022
May 18, 2022 at 11:09 AM UTC
your finite minds will calculate
the music of the spheres,
and try to map the infinite
to guide your pioneers
but though those circles heave and sway
and through the aether surge;
i tie my fulgent secret way
not to this demiurge.
that blinding, bumbling dynamo
is but another star,
and countless others shine just so,
indifferent and far.
why let that mere proximity
endear my core to this,
when graver is the gravity
twixt me and the abyss?
no law of physics governs me,
they know not how I move,
i flitter frictionless and free
though maths may not approve
predict my orbit, if you can!
jar lightning for your gears!
i trap the spite of centuries
i burn your deity's tears
remember, child of adam, and resign:
i am the matter you will never find
(it's from the pov of a particle of dark matter, but like what if it wanted to **** off scientists on purpose)
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