Quantum math

The boomeranging echo deafening to receive retro rockets smoking with the effort to retrieve What dignity affords Approaching the singularity Where mathematics misbehave Infinitely distorted space and time discovers I am brave For this the final frontiers inimitable calling to me softly astral plane Rosie the robot Taking on a life of her own Worlds beyond comprehensive control boweavil seeking her home 54321 Houston we have lift off Winging through the atmosphere this star dust studded loam Made for growth this rootless vine ideal it seams to roam Nomadic maiden trying to ignite fire with sodden sticks In a van down at the river Still up to your old tricks This hardwired struggle release Return oh Viking warrioress You won this fight at birth Now sail with pride this prairie schooner when you return in peace Rest my sweet Rest For you are lightyears or a softly spoken word away Prepare for your reentry at last Your coming home