Parody of Paradoxes



The fractal universe II

As below
so above
and beyond
I imagine…

Can you see the structures
deep down?
Aren’t these patterns
too perfect to describe?

Wherever we look deeply enough
we can recognize
that everything is connected
to everything else.

What if I told you
that our entire cosmos is a fractal,
where everything is just a part of the same,
arisen by a given equation…

But can we describe our universe
in any exact way?
It’s all just hidden behind analogies,
distorted by terms of chaos.

Quantum mechanical mind II

I wanted to explain
how my mind works,
but I only found expressions
of quantum mechanics.

I’m sorry,
but my mind behaves so odd
and paradox
like elementary particles in a vacuum.

It’s a system
full of mysteries,
a system
that can only live with motion.

Let me tell you
about a phenomen
that’s called

Particles want to interact
with each other,
you know?
Otherwise no life would’ve formed…

But a particle alone
behaves utterly crazy;
It’s here and there
at the same time!

That’s the poetic side
of decoherence,
my dear,
but it’s the same with my thoughts.
A thought alone is here
and there
at the same time,
behaving utterly strange.

But a single thought
is impossible
for it has to be processed,
observed; thought!

If you observe
an elementary particle
you interact with it,
you even change it!

To observe something
you have to interact with it,
and if you interact
you change it.

Thoughts fly all across your head,
clashing into each other,
interacting, interfering…

And when you catch that thought
you have catched a part
of the history
of your inner spacetime…

What do we learn of this?
Every thought changes each other
and that is the same
with elementary particles…

The string theorist

Your hypothesis is nice,
my dear,
but it can’t be validated in any way
for it’s all far too theoretical.

You leave no place
for experiments,
rather you wrap yourself
in analogies and terms of logic.

Please tell me,
is this science
or rather pure

You seek for understanding
by what the world
is held together
in its innermost.

Your hypothesis
is indeed nice,
even elegant, makes sense somehow,
but deep down?

You can’t describe anything exactly,
but maybe
that’s our world;
just a universe of analogies…

The mathemagician

The mathematician
is indeed a magician
for he plays with numbers
like they were some kind
of juggle balls.

He speaks the language of the universe,
the language of logic;
Speaking in analogies
he combines equations
like the chemist combines toxic elements…

– they are the words
of logical thought,
are capable to tell stories
about the universe’s very first days.

The mathemagician’s passion
is to find analogies
between analogies,
just like the writer
searches for metaphors…

He searches for understanding the cosmos…
In dialoque with the universe
he begins to wonder and wander
across the ocean of infinite possibilities…

Fervor with measure,
passion with exactness,
that’s the ultimate of mathematics;
Connecting the details
to create the big puzzle…

Holistic thinking
clashes together
with reductionistic thinking…
That’s when the details coalesce
to one big picture.

The mathemagician loves riddles,
is as fascinated like a child discovering something new.
Nothing can stop the mathemagician’s curiosity
from finding out
by what the world is held together in its innermost…

and fascination;
that’s what drives him
– almost crazy…

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