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The Invisible Realist
"Reduced, the mechanical universe -- which includes man -- naught is but countless quantum particles of force and matter in one vast void." -- the Reality minus the magic * * * In youth, if I may say so, I was cool as well as hot, though in old age on ripening, I swift commenced to rot, my epidermis sloughing off and blistering with pus -- plus bloating due to gas (producing such an awkward fuss) -- the muscles, organs, private parts all spoiling in a flash (though on the privates rotting off, decayed that dreadful rash) till last, alas, my dignity grew truly mortified to learn on turning into dust, it too, with me, had died -- yet worse, the dust, of chemicals and minerals composed, dissolving into atoms left us frightfully exposed as nothing more than loathsome quantum flecks of force and mass full irredeemable -- much like the common working class -- and just as vile and heinous as le petit bourgeoisie, the quanta loosed throughout the void still ceaselessly run free -- sans meaning, purpose, goal, design, or transcendental plan, nonconscious and unfeeling like each simple, average man -- indeed, my dignity and I -- both impotent to lie -- confess we are INVISIBLE to every naked eye! * * * a dedication of Respect for the deep Pain of the indignity experienced by each quantum speck "invisible" a revolving helios rhyme menippean satire on the "mystery" of the universe january, 2023 -- yet countless romantics full failing to transcend basic physics
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