Friday, July 21, 2017

About Science

The density of objects
activations in space
voids within them as
they spin, a thousand
invisible quanta
things only made real
by thought, by a sort
of faith that our
math can go where
our eyes cannot, that
our minds can transcend
what we can behold

But will we, sat at our
cluttered desks in ill-lit
basement rooms as the noise
of a water heater ticks and
a central heating unit exhales
its stale breath upon us--will
we behold something that can,
in any real way, transcend all
that our minds have always
guessed, or will we be unable to
go where the flawed calculations
of our mathematics gives way to
faith, to thoughts untethered and
unsorted, the quanta of our
dreams haunting us, invisible as
the ghosts of extirpated species,
just voids within that shared heart
we pass between us, that communicable
desire that arises from the void,
that unfilled and deactivated space,
that question - are we no more than objects?
Do any of our actions or assertions amount
to more than a tumbling particle within the
vastness of a cold universe?

Patrick M. Tracy

1 comment:

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The world hopes for more passionate writers such as you who aren't afraid
to mention how they believe. Always go after your heart.

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