Poem -

Below

Below

Below.
Next
level.
Dive deep.
Through
what’s
seen.
Through
surfaces.
To the
molecular
level.
Past
electrons.
Through
hadrons,
into
quarks.
Fundamental
particles.
Particles
of reality.
What’s
next?
What’s
below?
Foam.
Quantum
foam.
Undulating
substrate.
Virtual
particles.
Bubbling
up fading
back.
Potential.
Probability.
Churning
up
infinite
possibilities,
dimensions,
realities.
Beyond
human
scope.
So much
more than
meets
the eye.

 

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sparrowsong

Hello John...

It's what 50/50 odds?

​​​​​​I'm only sticking with the...

​​​​Right/Up or Up/Right Direction...

I will see what I can see through the Cyber Maps...

AI probably has soon cool ones too...

I haven't checked yet...

Great write as always...

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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author
Marion

Maybe the sole reason we exist at all is to solve the unfathomable fact of our 'being'
I agree ...much more than meets the eye but what is the actual point when our brains are way too small to actually compute the findings. I, for one, am tired of 'the great cosmic joke' ...all we can do is wait for death and hope it brings Enlightenment...or peace at least. Great thought provoking write as always John x
 

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author
E.J. Waling

Agreed.
Finding meaning in the infinite with finite capacity seems fruitless.
Thanks for reading Marion
John

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