Ziggurat

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    Ziggurat

    Caught ~
         between

                          madness
                          and
                          logic
                                                     r e a l i z i n g :                                              

                                                          that some
                                                             infinities

                                                        are larger
                                                        than others
                            

                                                                              I   a m   B a b e l

                                                                                            everyone's
                                                                               building their own
                                                                               Ziggurat
     

                                                                               whatever truth
                                                                                 you believe in

                                                                                             is real                                  

                                                            enthalpy
                                                             entropy

                                             functions of state                             

    bits
    Particles
        waves                       

                            don’t seem
                            to behave

                                                  on . .

                              the other side
                                    of the wall
                                                                              slits in time

                                                                              e n t a n g l e d . . .
     

                                                                                               truth :

                                                                                         that tells
                                                                                 it’s own story
                                                         a n d                          

                                      demands
                                      that it’s holy

      the trumpets
    have sounded

                                     the Babylonians
                                     are coming

                                                    belief
                                                     propagates
                                                             dogma

                                                                               offering sacrifice
                                                                               in tribute to they

                                                         w h o   c a l l   t h e m s e l v e s

                                                         G o d s . . .

     

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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