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Surely Something

imagine, wonder, ponder, think
  nebulous nothing is "surely something"
  more than absence, spontaneous spawning on the brink
  let's fantasise, let's dream awake
  utter the dubious name of nothing
  impostor corralled by "surely something", in a shake
  head held down in the drowning pool
  gasping, grasping, a dredged-up done thing
  nothing, something, plus now...here I am, the clowning fool

  logic loops, each-way reasoning
  infinite progressions forever frame
  primeval potential, specks of sprinkled seasoning
  eternal bundles overlap
  floating bubbles, the never-ending game
  holographic membranes spreading round the cover map
  look on from within, down and out
  curious others, do they know my name ?
  multi-dimensional, enduring faces, packaged doubt

  continuity, on and on
  before beginning, beyond the end alas
  pierce encircling porous spheres as beaming lights are shone
  waving particles, chunks and bits
  entangled quanta through the looking glass
  collapsing space-time, screens that measure and do the splits
  clicking camera, narrow slot
  with or without me, futures come to pass
  probability lens, whether witnessed, whether not

  fire-wall cooling sky, silhouette
  exotic tango, waltz ethereal
  fleet-footed, fevered, frenzied dancers pirouette
  exquisite tuning, freakish fluke?
  dark energy, missing material
  black holes rotate, greedy mouths swallow gobbledygook
  my murky mind full of clutter
  first to fade, the most recent serial
  old episodes remain a while before they stutter

  information slowly seeping
  feeding the mighty monstrous mixing beast
  incoming intelligence absorbed smiling, weeping
  stretched lives sampled below ground
  some serious laughter, fantastic feast
  the music of life emerging to pulsating sound
  rhythmic recall and soothing hand
  persona arises, fabulous yeast
  "surely something", imbedded histories, small or grand

  two worlds collide, hullabaloo
  deep tectonic forces, magnetic shield
  continents drift afloat, living orb shimmering blue
  beauty bathed in solaris wind
  awesome green aurora, protective field
  lunar remnant where once planets kissed and skinned
  lovers entwine in close embrace
  then flung apart, stricken hearts congealed
  bound by tidal memory, now frozen face to face

  inputs, outputs, climatic shifts
  spiralling galactic dust, solar phase
  radioactive warmth, subterranean rifts
  atmospheric heat retention
  circulating air and water highways
  coriolis stormy weather, jet-stream suspension
  equilibrium tipping point
  extreme eventing and chemical haze
  who's this two-legged interloper with smoking joint?

  I think, therefore I am, I think
  just me in here, so I'm "surely something"
  other party-goers, congregating in a blink
  into the abyss, gaze amazed
  multiplication, much more than one thing
  the universe has eyes, the windows glazed
  the outlook very far from bleak
  we realise our power, "surely something"
  innocent but not so naked while we cosmic streak

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