THANK YOU D. H.

"Reality Doesn’t Exist Until We Measure It,

Quantum Experiment Confirms,” or so they’d

have us believe. Measure with what" I’d like

to know. And so would my Buddhist friend

who believes it isn’t there no matter what we do,

so why all the bother?

Socrates said "the unexamined life is not worth

living." Examination is measurement. Find

the meaning of “Life, the Universe and Everything?”

42 says “Been there, done that!” But 42 is wrong,

because it doesn’t even know the question.

Probably doesn’t care.

Poets look their whole lives for why we’re here at all, 

going deep, examining what’s worth all the trouble.

Are Keats, Lawrence or William Carlos Williams, sufficient?

Can we rest… or is reality nothing more than that S.E.P.

space ship on the edge of the pitch? You know…

Somebody Else’s Problem.

But wait! What problem? Reality? What the hell is that?

Some kind of place, or thing, or idea. Reality is a noun? 

The length of a ruler, or a minute or the quantum

value of love. Maybe it is the Yin and Yang of joy and pain.

And whose idea was it, anyway, to say “it is there

so we could measure it?”

The answer is right here, inside. Wherever that is, just

waiting for us to come along and be AWARE… Reality

is “a woman in the sky before me, I did not know

I loved, but there she goes and her beauty hurts my heart;

I follow her down the night, begging her not to depart.”

Reviews

[Lorry]

I gave up on reality the day I saw a dog print in a human s**t!
The double slit test messed with my head for a while, but then I just said "oh" and moved on.
Then those scientists declared the act of measuring something changes the something and I just gave up and started reading the national enquirer again.
Now life makes as much sense as it ever has, but I get to read all the silly made up stories knowing they are made up and no longer bow to the fake news because I know its all made up.
I only hope that when the polar caps melt there is a giant button underneath it all saying "level 2! 😃

[Vol]

Lorry!
Hahaha... I understand none of it, but just finished an article about the universe being conscious, and it is a great mystery about what consciousness is consciousness even is, and how if it IS conscious all the matter in the universe is canceled by all the antimatter, so we are just holograms, anyway. All I have to add to that is, A good f**k is a good f**k, and who cares about the rest?
Vol

[Lorry]

I keep on remembering the bit from the matrix where the guy that sold them out says that he knows what he's eating isn't real but it's just so delicious.
We are all just androids dreaming we are electric sheep and if anyone disagrees I just say to them "baah!"
One day I expect to hear music from the sky that is the theme tune to life, as the credits roll across the sky, a bit like the "long long ago in the far faraway" bit in star wars.
I for one can't wait to see what the next episode is about!
😃

[Vol]

Well, Eliot said
"This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper"
Frost, chimed in...
Fire and Ice
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Robert Frost
1874 –
1963
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

[Re-Pete]

there is no measure of truth and love - all or nothing.. the answer lies in the heart and the courage to follow it. "Poetry implies the whole truth. Philosophy expresses a particle of it. - Thoreau

[Vol]

Re-Pete,
Check!
Vol