What does it mean to
be alive compared to say be space,
The location in
space time absent of atoms
Is there a
connection between the four dimensions of that space
And what, where, and
when a being is?
Breathing of
calculated mind aware of one’s existence
And intercourse in a
mathematical formula projected from source code
Interpreting reality
through symbols seeing portions of spectrum in light
Hearing in spectrums
of sound,
Sensing in spectrums
of touch as the atomic ball bearings rustle
Odors permeating
that space in fractions of count in a range of detection
Tasting the
elemental formulaic construction of the planet in the battery of eons
Upon the tongue of
what is deathly ambrosia and what is survival
The mathematics in
our bones pulsing the atoms of the brain that never escape
Is this a soul’s
atomic treasure, held in the body amongst the laughter spark
Of ceasing
biological consciousness in perpetuity with no chance of reboot
To have that brain
atom decay in crypt or burn in cremation
Symbols, symbols and
postulating Schrödinger’s box
Felines are we
bathing in cyanide and oxygen bartering time
For comprehension of
the layers we have so chosen to reduce the evolutionary spectrums
To limit perception
to this vehicle humming and licking sky-atoms
Preserving the
carcass over the awareness of being beyond the carrier
Participating in the
release of attachment to be this self
To comprehend the
limitations of the measurement detectors on the starship
That the universe is
not of mind or concern and bathe in the beatitude of indifference
To see that love is
not about receipt or sale, but of the currency
Of possibility
exchanging into consciousness
That one is
conscious of what one is
In a paradigm beyond
all the accustomed spectrums of perception
This is the paradox
of the box, the genius of the planted seed
Doing its fervent
action in soil like a mad hatter clock burgeoning existence
In the language of
universal mathematics of the genome
Elemental result of
atomic movement in arrangement at a moment in space time
To amalgamate into a
body bearing genetic ballet,
Flowering enfilade
of perception watching us shoot ourselves
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