7/29/11

An Infinite God (poem)

All the Universe is a stage
and we all merely scientists,
theoreticians or the faithful upon it
never having been outside
or down the street to another show
we know not whence we came, or where to go
except these theories arise
a zillion words of mathematical forms
shaping ideas that seem oft mistaken
when stars burn dim for Judas too unmourned
a Saint to those betraying God
for their faith lost upon an infinite
virtual space of nothingness
discovering themselves flotsam
they adjoin the evolution of jetsam
with nothing to lose becoming nothing again

Faith may be a struggle to maintain
as social order hangs death upon forests
like the good upon a cross foreshadowing meanings lost to the lost
in circumstances of absurb cruelty
something of phenomenal existence resurrected beyond the dross
of temporal change within finite scenes everything living fades away
like dreams

An infinite number of Universe
like two points on a line
an infinite number of points may exist
between any of those two points
infinitely more
relativity warp out the smaller spacing
each region like an inflated Universe
space-time expansions emerging from uncertainty
a realm of infinite speculation
waves before being
poential before actuality
quantum uncertainty itself a logical enigma

Many mansions of the spirit
known to The Lord
quanta of being forms from The One

Three dimensions of a universe wrapped round smaller extra dimensions
rolling onto an uncertain eventuality
like one skier in three persons
travelling over moguls of a tight, extra-dimensional matrix
the expansion of tensors through time
covering courses to ramp up experience
bring the dimension's leading edges of futuring through what might be
spirit
navigating through landscapes

An infinite God issuing finite quantum actuality
spatial temporality emerging from outside
like ghost ships arising through the waters
images from uncertainty, actuality from potential
reciprocols from being and time
given unto momenta
like conjectures of thought following
the given universe of experience and dimensions
for in the realm of the spirit
the Father has many mansions.

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