#quantummechanics - Hello Poetry

Your heart has a question to ask, My love Come and sit down with me. I can explain things the best that I can My love Because I truly do want you to see. You've asked why we can't be at one My love And you pine for what the answer will be. . There was just us in the beginning of time My love I gave to you endlessly. It went on like this millions of years My love But there was someone you were longing to be. You asked to be more like myself My love, To have the power to love endlessly. And not just continue to take from My love But give it all back to me. As soon as I give you this chance, My love To conquer this world on your own, My love You created a moment in time, My love A moment that we could define, My love And without history before or future to come, Existence turned on its axis, and from that was sprung, A million shards of stardust with delicate strings, Cast out into the universe to become every thing. . You deserve ultimate perfection, My love You asked to work for this on your own, But things don't go in just one direction, My love Those delicate shards of stardust may stray far and wide, Adventuring life, Developing pride, Forgetting their roots the farther away, But those strings will begin to tighten one day, And all the burden and strain and strife that you bear, Will only make you more able to share, In the absolute perfection of being aware, Of the intricate depth of My love . You will have to get to the end of the rope My love And then you will actually see, That it's more like an elastic band My love Drawing you right back to me. The pieces collect, And lock back to place, In this beautiful vessel in a beautiful place, And we'll call that place heaven, to paint a picture in your mind, And when it's time... . You and I together, will simply be My love Where the lover and loved become free My love You will come back to me My love And together we will love endlessly.

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Dec 19, 2019

Dec 19, 2019 at 6:50 PM UTC

LeahLynch

A quantum conversation

Your heart has a question to ask, My love Come and sit down with me. I can explain things the best that I can My love Because I truly do want you to see. You've asked why we can't be at one My love And you pine for what the answer will be. . There was just us in the beginning of time My love I gave to you endlessly. It went on like this millions of years My love But there was someone you were longing to be. You asked to be more like myself My love, To have the power to love endlessly. And not just continue to take from My love But give it all back to me. As soon as I give you this chance, My love To conquer this world on your own, My love You created a moment in time, My love A moment that we could define, My love And without history before or future to come, Existence turned on its axis, and from that was sprung, A million shards of stardust with delicate strings, Cast out into the universe to become every thing. . You deserve ultimate perfection, My love You asked to work for this on your own, But things don't go in just one direction, My love Those delicate shards of stardust may stray far and wide, Adventuring life, Developing pride, Forgetting their roots the farther away, But those strings will begin to tighten one day, And all the burden and strain and strife that you bear, Will only make you more able to share, In the absolute perfection of being aware, Of the intricate depth of My love . You will have to get to the end of the rope My love And then you will actually see, That it's more like an elastic band My love Drawing you right back to me. The pieces collect, And lock back to place, In this beautiful vessel in a beautiful place, And we'll call that place heaven, to paint a picture in your mind, And when it's time... . You and I together, will simply be My love Where the lover and loved become free My love You will come back to me My love And together we will love endlessly.

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Too bad we can't have both; but no, it's one or the other. That's the trouble with gods and Bosons: Admit one spirit and you're no more than a Planck length from the soul; measure position and your divine momentum is gone, deader than deadest poisoned cat. If God (The God) were God He'd surely be laughing as Jess & I tried to explain quantum entanglement to each other, several superpositions removed from grasping how causality is preserved and He'd muse at our suffering surely in the face of First World fascism and conspiratorial delight of ignorance; Jesus would forgive us the hubris of our collective sartorial malaise: He'd writhe there painfully but patiently on the cross w/ bile & gall while we scrawled out partial differential equations on the backs of cocktail napkins and pretended that Lye groups— sublime Algebra—hooked up with the Standard Model in their own perverted and slutty way—yes! Christ would redeem the heretical pronouncements on this dark matter, spare us Pauline judgments—in abhorrent reality of Time & Space (that's how He rolls, I guess); Zeus would just hurl thunderbolts, jealous as ever of the atom smashers and their Olympian acolytes' true lightning; And what about Buddha? He's so full of himself and compassion, bloated by enlightenment he may not notice how much rice we'd had on the way to these Poison Arrow questions. So what's another ******* rebirth if it's needed? Too late now for transcendence or transforming Yoda-like into the Force; Vishnu in Absolute Now says Nothing's left but a bunch of fractured protons, lovely alpha particles and their asymmetric cousins, ever inward but ever outward as cosmos go. One day maybe we'll stop colliding and listen to the whispers of Revelation— that is, if we have the science, the ears and the time. We never asked of Einstein, sadly, his divinity not being well established, and his opinion souring with the passing of the nonlinear, the non-local and the grandiose— Albert may still chime in though, may be watching from that spooky neighborhood universe we seek but eternally dismiss. We exist with the reality we have, not the one we want. Until then it's an either/or we must accept, because we are serious folk who know gods and Bosons coexist only among the superstitious and ill-informed. You can't mince words when there are so many atoms to split.

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Dec 30, 2016

Dec 30, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC

rj-days

Gods or Bosons

Too bad we can't have both; but no, it's one or the other. That's the trouble with gods and Bosons: Admit one spirit and you're no more than a Planck length from the soul; measure position and your divine momentum is gone, deader than deadest poisoned cat. If God (The God) were God He'd surely be laughing as Jess & I tried to explain quantum entanglement to each other, several superpositions removed from grasping how causality is preserved and He'd muse at our suffering surely in the face of First World fascism and conspiratorial delight of ignorance; Jesus would forgive us the hubris of our collective sartorial malaise: He'd writhe there painfully but patiently on the cross w/ bile & gall while we scrawled out partial differential equations on the backs of cocktail napkins and pretended that Lye groups— sublime Algebra—hooked up with the Standard Model in their own perverted and slutty way—yes! Christ would redeem the heretical pronouncements on this dark matter, spare us Pauline judgments—in abhorrent reality of Time & Space (that's how He rolls, I guess); Zeus would just hurl thunderbolts, jealous as ever of the atom smashers and their Olympian acolytes' true lightning; And what about Buddha? He's so full of himself and compassion, bloated by enlightenment he may not notice how much rice we'd had on the way to these Poison Arrow questions. So what's another ******* rebirth if it's needed? Too late now for transcendence or transforming Yoda-like into the Force; Vishnu in Absolute Now says Nothing's left but a bunch of fractured protons, lovely alpha particles and their asymmetric cousins, ever inward but ever outward as cosmos go. One day maybe we'll stop colliding and listen to the whispers of Revelation— that is, if we have the science, the ears and the time. We never asked of Einstein, sadly, his divinity not being well established, and his opinion souring with the passing of the nonlinear, the non-local and the grandiose— Albert may still chime in though, may be watching from that spooky neighborhood universe we seek but eternally dismiss. We exist with the reality we have, not the one we want. Until then it's an either/or we must accept, because we are serious folk who know gods and Bosons coexist only among the superstitious and ill-informed. You can't mince words when there are so many atoms to split.

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*Wings whirl blue green psalm Collapsed wave function flashes Into existence*

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Sep 2, 2015

Sep 2, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC