Infinitum

What do you think, Does the tree fall? Does the cell multiply, Even when we don’t observe, Watch, Study? When we lose our self, In mathematics? When the last tree falls And you are not there To listen, to hear, to observe the Death of nature’s prized possession. But WHY? Sound does not exist, if only in our Heads, Brains, Minds, Reality. A perception of waves in the air. Moving, vibrating. A soup of neurological connections. Pulsing, Breeding Unto multimillions To the cell multiplying. Creating Life the beauty of Earth, its Moon, its Sun. So what is life? Energy is life, Coursing through every vein and Line of our Universe. Wishing, hoping, Knowing what we hope to, Wish to, want to. So YES! The tree falls, as the World cannot, cannot just create Itself, like a game, Like a matrix of the mind. What’s done is done and the birds and The animals flee from the ruins, and the Termites crawl. Claiming, Charging, Knowing what we don’t The secrets of the Universe, As the cell multiplies, an Infinite Supply of life, While some claim GOD, a Spirit, of Earth I still claim Science, the hard, Knowledge, proven unto itself. The only reason the cell can copy, Multiply is through the DNA that Took its Parents Parents Parents Unto infinitum Life. The true Tesseract, The true Tessellation, the true Fractal, Onto infinitum.