AT THIS RATE, PHYSICS
ITSELF WILL BE
EXHAUSTED
The sky is a broad, wide arch - something above us,
protective like a cloak. In its context, we are but
a scene, far, far below. Statuary and gardens and
fountains - the things of momentary pause, may look
but like litter from far above - fatuous fragments
on a broad field below. In a way, it's all in the
perspective, that which we perceive : a waxen Heaven,
a deep black space, a wide cosmos all twisting around.
There is no dimension really but 'spiral' - something
unending, which runs over onto itself again and again.
-
'There is no ending, as there was no beginning' -
it's sometimes said like that; forswearing the bible
and everything with it - those handsomely delineated
starts and finishes, begots and begats. He who did
what when...There's no connection to any of that.
-
In staring at deep space, while standing as well
in our place, we experience the warp as an old
and perennial favorite - the interpretation of time
as we live it, but seen only as is if Time itself
were real and present. Paradox and conundrum,
working together, to perplex all our days.
We cannot figure reality out, let alone
fantasy's bold shout - to which we
answer 'Onward', no doubt.
-
This is no seasoned default; instead it's
an attempt to vault the cosmos by reason,
or what we engender as 'sense' and
right thinking. Go ahead, all definitions
will fit if you let them. Every idea, your
own thoughts have fostered......
at this rate, Physics itself
will soon be exhausted.
ITSELF WILL BE
EXHAUSTED
The sky is a broad, wide arch - something above us,
protective like a cloak. In its context, we are but
a scene, far, far below. Statuary and gardens and
fountains - the things of momentary pause, may look
but like litter from far above - fatuous fragments
on a broad field below. In a way, it's all in the
perspective, that which we perceive : a waxen Heaven,
a deep black space, a wide cosmos all twisting around.
There is no dimension really but 'spiral' - something
unending, which runs over onto itself again and again.
-
'There is no ending, as there was no beginning' -
it's sometimes said like that; forswearing the bible
and everything with it - those handsomely delineated
starts and finishes, begots and begats. He who did
what when...There's no connection to any of that.
-
In staring at deep space, while standing as well
in our place, we experience the warp as an old
and perennial favorite - the interpretation of time
as we live it, but seen only as is if Time itself
were real and present. Paradox and conundrum,
working together, to perplex all our days.
We cannot figure reality out, let alone
fantasy's bold shout - to which we
answer 'Onward', no doubt.
-
This is no seasoned default; instead it's
an attempt to vault the cosmos by reason,
or what we engender as 'sense' and
right thinking. Go ahead, all definitions
will fit if you let them. Every idea, your
own thoughts have fostered......
at this rate, Physics itself
will soon be exhausted.
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