weirdelf
weirdelf
Mar 16, 2018

Fierce Cosmic Love Haiku

Supernova love
collapses into a black hole
after the Big Bang.

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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

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Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics

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IRiz

IRiz

7 years 1 month ago

allow me to reply

nothingness gives birth
on the border with black holes -
my blessing and my curse

IRiz

IRiz

7 years 1 month ago

There is a mind blowing book on the subject I recently read, The Grand Design by Steven Hawking.

Aren't you suppose to sleep now? is it already morning on you part of the globe?

Anyway, the main idea he conveys is that there are infinite amount of parallel universes with all kind of rules and physical laws. But the one that we know exists as is because it allows the observer to do their observing.
The other universes with less comfortable set of dimensions and rules are in fact still there but simply less fortunate and do not make possible the existence of the observer (at least the kind of observer we can recognize as one).
Moreover the number of universes that follow our familiar laws is also infinite.
The sweet and logical conclusion is that if you are the observer of your universe (and you are) then you will be the longest living human on Earth with the only caveat that your friends will not know that because your universes will lose their touch.
So I wish you the longest intersection time with your loved ones.
If my words sound insane, read the book and you will see that the theory is well justified.

oh yes, and my reply haiku is based on legit laws of physics.
anyway i feel physics is the most poetic science
with the exception of paleontology of course all these dinosaurs and their extinction ... (just kidding)

weirdelf

which I highly recommend.
I love reading in cosmology and physics. Goodness gracious me! Who needs religion in the face of the factual, awesome (in the literal sense of the word) splendours of our universe?

I come from a planet with lighter gravity and a 73 hour day. Earthlings just think I'm a depressive insomniac.

Did you hear about the dyslectic, agnostic insomniac?
He lies awake in bed at night wondering if there is a dog.

And poor old Stephen finally carked it. Minds like that blow mine.