Particle of matter Particle of thought Different natures Different behaviours One follows definite Laws of nature with Predictable behaviour It's the particle of matter The other, the particle of thought Comes from a mind's factory Follows unknown trajectories Simultaneously present In multiple locations. In people's minds With possible mutations Varied reaction at every location Sometimes somewhere water Somewhere fire Consequences are dire Social scientists Keep on trying Predicting social behavior Writing social sciences Thought particle would Keep them frying
By a thought particle, I mean a thought or concept, simple or complex, represented by a word or a set of words.
If the pattern's unpredictable What can I depend on What does it mean to need someone As far as I can tell I don't even need myself My heart doesn't beat because I say so It beats for its creator It beats because that's what it was made for I tried to follow reason It only took me so long To see that all creation Begins with the uncreated one After the hypothesis and details It was pretty simple Our sin broke the system And still your love persisted That I never could have predicted
It's a bitter dance with fate. He twirls me and I reply by stepping on his toes, because I can't dance to such a foreign beat. And fate is whisking me away, moves unreliable and messy, barely better at dancing than I am.
This can't last forever. Eventually, we'll grow tired of the confusion and unpredictable moves each other will make. And we'll break away to take our own steps, off the dance floor and towards the buffet where we gorge ourselves on the future we choose for us. The things we know will be what we want. Fate cannot control us here, He cannot lead us away on a mystical journey going off into the misty evening. At least, not until we open our eyes and realize:
We always come back to the dancefloor. and Fate comes in many forms.