(“Zero Point of Creation”, 2018, original encaustic)
The Dual Nature
The dual nature of reality,
When we look we see a thing
When we don’t it is a wave,
Isn’t a matter of either/or
But one of and/both.
Beyond the simple wonder of this reality
Is the ineffable mystery of what lies within.
What more is there to say
When you have reached the point of origin
The zero point of every thing.
(9/3/25)
(“The Particle In The Wave”, 2018, original encaustic)
Down to Zero
In the great equation of Life
Everything eventually cancels out
As it naturally balances
And leaves us down to zero.
From the perspective of static
The dynamic is the illusion
From the perspective of dynamic
The static is the illusion.
Buddhism with its notion of a final Nirvana
Takes the former
Taoism with its effortlessly flowing Wu-Wei
Takes the latter.
That is the East, while in the West
This paradoxical duality is expressed
Succinctly by quantum physics
As the wave and particle nature of light.
The reality is always, of course, different
Than what we think, when we’re at zero
And left with what it means to be alive;
In work or play, depending on our view.
(7/21/25)
I wish not to see another sunrise.
I wish not to wake another day.
I don’t want to trudge to another class or
drive down another highway or
let my tone deaf voice breach my lips again.
I want to snuff out my flame.
It’s not that there’s no beauty in this world;
every morning, another bird flies for the first time.
Creation is forever constant
and laughter leaves the world ringing
day in
and day out.
I adore that.
I, Frankenstein’s monster,
of wickedness and of sin,
cast a shadow with every step I take.
Every breath I breathe pollutes the air,
crisp from the autumn days
but dead like fallen leaves once we cross paths.
I’m a blackbody that keeps on growing,
and my Hawking radiation burns all to ash and embers.
My self-implosion is a fate that’s fair and just;
the only Good choice is to collapse entirely.
You proud, Plato?
Why write about love
when I can write about quantum physics,
its mathematics as indecipherable
as God.
QP is the chaos undergirding reality
and tells me things I see are not solid;
the stratum of surface soil holding roots
of grass isn't really there.
It's nothing bizarre or otherworldly,
and reveals how everything is connected
to everything else through higher dimensions
we can't comprehend.
Even the mutiverses are caught dancing
in the entanglement of strings with us,
going around and about in theory,
it makes me quite dizzy.
Revelation is like removing a veil
so things invisible can clearly be seen,
not with sight but with mind ~
I think therefore I am!
Quantum Non-Locality or Inseparability
When a lady physicist became an environmentalist
Everything in my intellectual life touched your life
A mug may have more uses and lives than a mug
Two mugs may not have to clatter or clash to touch
Because Quantum Physics knows "The Butterfly Effect."
When you laugh, we all laugh with you ( despite masks)!
In John 17, Jesus said "My Father and I are One"
Then went on to urge us all to be One with them
God did not create all He did, to remain aloof, but for Communion
NOTE:
Communion also means "deep fellowship, sharing."
We are a flock of active matter
and our lives a mystery of shapes,
entangled to the universe.
(cjf.2020)
Imagine, as they nowadays do,
that matter is actually
not in one place precisely,
that when the quantity
is really really small
and speed is rather high,
(so no cat, nor box, nor standing still)
matter becomes light
and light matter alike,
E=mc^2 and all that.
At this quantum scale
if you measure a particle's place
you know exactly where it stood
but not when it did so.
During that moment
it is not spread over all
in a probability wave
or a distribution of matter.
Yet funny things happen!
Like, passing instead
one single particle
through two holes,
this unequivocally shows
it not in any one place
but spread in a wave
from it you get time,
(take my word for it)
but not space.
So is the puzzle,
of quantum!
One of the theories I haven't quite grasped
Is quantum physics, it has a tendency to leave me aghast
Now I ain't stupid
Oops sorry, I just tooted
We all must let fly or have a traffic jam in the ass
Though of two minds he played it cool
(Which is the sacred feline rule),
Convinced he could not be a crime,
Both cat and carcass at one time,
So for a pulse he dared to feel
To see which one of him was real,
And thus a quaint monstrosity
Was killed by curiosity.
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