Particles

Shivering lightness with translucent vibes running through me...(its like lightning you know)...passing through the veins flushed as though the air is moving through my skin. And the particles collide between what is right and wrong in my mind...I falter under the pressure that humanity is just an illusive fragment left for us to believe in existence but we live anyway and love anyway and turn our clocks anyway.

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[Pax Analog]

Cool flash prose-poem on an underlying quantum reality.

Much is made in Consciousness circles of the correspondences between particle/wave verities, the holographic paradigm for Reality, and the age-old assertions of Sages re manifest forms being the dream of Brahman, or comparable Nondual intuitions.

Even Shakespeare wrote "We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little lives are rounded with a sleep," in his proto-postmodern The Tempest.

I think the mystic/physics implications for writing are profound, and I'm happy to see you peel back a little of the veil over this Mystery.

Good work -- more! ;-)