Quantum Lucidity
The way I see reality,
undermined by bigotry.
Where overwhelmed fluidity
↔ proceeds universally ↔
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Look! All around you, here we have
a perpetual-motion machined Universe.
Infinity turning itself inside-out and outside in,
from the micro to the macro comes the macaroni grill! Ah!
But Soul remains a mystery, lest she be the Muse I have in mind:
where angels belong, where spirits reside, where the dead go,
where aliens ride, where I Am dead–center, but still alive!
Or are we simply living the lives of The Immortals?
Where we’re all gods, who don’t want to play God,
and the dice roll themselves.
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“Now, that’s what I call – the fairy tale role of the dice.”
Uncle Tree
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Uncle Tree's House 