...seeks to prove
are in fact;
Infinite, Eternal black space stretching out
Yet even Nothing is a Something
Even Nothing could create
The Big Bang.
Everywhere we look
Subatomic particles wink and blink
We are never stable
With mathematical equations.
The wonder of it all.
Force, energy, matter
Incredible piles of rock
And clouds of gas.
Supersuns and bottomless black holes.
All indifferent to the fact of their own existence
Until Life appears
With minds to witness
These incredible happenings
Until the end of time
If time can end.
A follow-up to my "Nothing" and "Existence" poems.
Magic is real
But only if you feel
The divine energy
That connects you and me
Come and see
Sit beneath the magic tree
I'll teach you what you need to know
What you reap is what you sow
What you put out there is what you get back
So put out something beautiful, not something whack
What you say creates your day
What you feel makes a deal
With your eyes and what you see
Know your triggers and you'll be free
From things you've been taught, that aren't really you
Meditate deeply so you know what's true
We control our reality and this whole world
With our attitudes, our traumas, and all that swirled
Into a torus that ***** in and pushes out
Do you know what I'm saying, do you know what I'm talking about?
Look into quantum physics and free energy
Once you know that you'll know the right way to be
If things don't exist until we see them-
then everything must be poetry.
I know I'm totally effing with the Copenhagen Interpretation in Quantum Physics (yet another thing in the list of 'Stuff I don't understand')... but I thought this would be fun. It was.
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