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Why Is The Universe So… Busy?

The Apparent Complexity of the Universe

There’s a unit called Planck Length. To say that it’s small
Is like saying the sun is a fairly hot place.
If a Planck Unit measured one hair’s width in size
It would be half the galaxy to our surprise!
Things take place on that scale that the mind can’t embrace
Yet that does not deter us from trying at all.

Everything started out small, then got really big.
Even now, all accelerates at greater speed
Toward an infinite bigness from one tiny speck.
So, it has to stay busy. Or else, what the heck?
Our quantum exploration is born of the need
To crawl onto the branches and reach for the twig.

All of matter is made of electrons and quarks.
Electrons are identical. All are the same.
Quarks do not act in ways one can clearly predict.
Any rules that they may obey aren’t very strict.
On the Planck scale, it seems existence is a game
But it’s played in the grandest of cosmic theme parks.

At light speed, basic particles travel about
In their orbits. They disappear and reappear
And exist in a few places at the same time.
But, at large, in the universe, this is a crime.
We can see, quantum criminals do make it clear
There’s a whole lot of busy and just as much doubt.

Scientists Do Bizarre Things

Benign Insanity

Can one dissect existence down to the last clue
To a firm understanding of how life evolves?
Can the physicist smash enough atoms to gain
Sub-particulate knowledge to blow up the brain?
Anything that is physical the mind resolves
With experimentation and intent askew.

Somewhat like the Aghori, most science folk are
Absolute in their outlook, not trapped in the ways
Psychological processes obscure their path.
That’s why they must be savvy also at heart math.
Is what they do to lab creatures worthy of praise?
Or has our rabid culture evolved way too far?

To encompass the universe in its fullness
There must be people willing to expand their minds
To a size that approaches the infinite realm.
Is it wise then to have scientists at the helm
Of our ship in the sea with creatures of all kinds?
Just so they keep to themselves. Their minds are a mess!

A World Of Our Own

TheMagicRealist.com

Is a world of our own something we can achieve
On the heels of our asking in diligent ways?
Every world that’s outside me is mine quite the same
As all others own my world. We’re all in this game.
Intertwined complex matrices accent our days.
When I transmit myself, other selves can receive.

Every cell in the body is one complete world.
It’s its own point of consciousness having a brain
That is located outside – not buried within.
It’s a fact that the brain of the cell is its skin.
At the center, its heart is prepared to obtain
All instructions it needs. Within strands they are furled.

There’s no forced integration. All segregate few
Become specialists in their uniqueness of style.
Every part has its function. Each makes up the whole.
It would seem that belonging should be our main goal.
But it’s not. We were meant to take pleasure and smile
In a world of our own that we can craft anew.