As I get closer and closer to the end of the book (since it is being written
backwards) I get farther and farther from the truth (as I see it) within the
theory and everything has to be rewritten.
When I was picking out sections of the original notes (blog entries); I
occasionally found myself cutting out little snippets of poetry and I am recycling
one here.
I'm now editing the last 30 something pages, most of which would be better
discarded in the interest of publication, but I hope to separate some useful
kernels although more than likely they will just prevent a dramatic ending or (more importantly and less likely)
a greater organization of the book which has a tendency to dance around, the math
being distributed more or less randomly instead of in a concentrated stream like a text book.
I'm now back to the time when I gave up coffee which was not an enjoyable writing period.
However, a couple of good poems came out of it (not good poems, but meaningful to me poems) and so I'm recycling them in the interest of having a "green" blog.
Anyway, the Poem: The moon, the star and the five senses of the hologram universe, slightly edited, combined with two other poems, recycled.
I walked tonight in the cold air
and thought about my lover
sitting before her fireplace
holding onto someone else
and above me rose
a massive moon and one small star
one above the other
circling in the hologram
I wonder who you sit with
while I remember painfully
the five sense of the hologram
the smell of your skin
the orient and Italy
the smooth touch of your skin
silk and rainwater
the warmth of the pulse in your neck
the sparks in your eyes
the colors of everything
the bubbling spring of your laugh
that has so long not been heard
the taste of your razor sharp wit
like blood on my lips
with more wisdom
than anything I can write
all of my problems rose
with the moon and star
because you pushed me away
every time I needed you
though we are right together
we are never fully in touch
like the moon and the star
that appear so close
and are so beautiful together
separated by the universe
swinging through the projection
and together in singularity
from which everything springs
and why are we in the hologram universe
why are we here together
in the hologram universe
if not to love one another
are we gods eyes to observe
or his soul to love
if we are here to love
then do we just love god
or do we love each other
if we have the chance
to love perfectly
are we unreligious
if we fail to do so
what if we sacrifice love
for something less permanent
are we love struck heretics
are broken hearts punishment?
if we are in gods image
perhaps we can love god
and we can love each other
and if god is a good god
perhaps we can one day rest
in the arms of perfect love
Every minute of every day
comes out of eternity
where it is whole and complete
in a place without time or space
Where there are no minutes
with you or without you
no separate time and space
To where we live today
separated and alone
In eternity everything is together
all time and all space
the moon and the star
you and i
so why cant' i see you here
where time and space
make you warm and lovely
why must i live in this time and place
with you and without you
when somewhere else
we are one with everything else
A band of eternity slipped away
from everything else
and along this band
everything plays out
You and i together
you and I always apart
the tune is the passage of time
In the center all things
we are together
but if you only look
along the band of time
we are sometimes together
and sometimes apart
we are naked together
we are naked apart
in the hologram universe
if we are ever together
and if we are ever apart
Are we always together
or are we always apart
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