What New Realms Await?

What New Realms Await? prose poem

Photo by Guilherme Yagui


We live in a universe of subatomic particles, the building blocks of everything else. All we can see and touch is made up of the stuff. Even in the seemingly empty void of space science tells us virtual particles pop in and out of existence.
Reductionists will tell us all we need do is understand these subatomic particles and we’ll understand everything.
But I wonder if there’s more out there than meets the eye.
Mathematics for example, the language of the universe. Was mathematics invented or discovered? Was it always out there just waiting for a brain of sufficient size and complexity to tap into its realm. This seems to be the case. Would E=MC2 be true here and one billion light years from here. I think so. The question is then, what other realms might there be awaiting discovery when a brain of sufficient size and complexity comes to be? We’ll need to grow one or make one to find out. What interesting times await.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of
avatar
wpDiscuz

What Asylum!

What Asylum! short poem

Come and meet me in chamber of death where the tempest comes every night. I start disrobing the anger to find the eye of the moon. Where do I get that ink that writes an unwritten poem on water of

What We Feel Is True…

What We Feel Is True... short poem

I am an orphan, I think of my parents often, I hope that they are alive, But why they left me aside? They left me with a purpose, Or lost me in a ambush, All I want to know, Is

New Pandora Box!

New Pandora Box! long poem

Today’s pandora box is possessed, spirits within are legion, living bogeys are numerous, ever so often drunk, every day pandora hypnotizes followers, 24/7 pandora mesmerizes- adherents- making billions addicted to vacuum tube. Ancient gods- mild or ferocious- pandora has rebranded,

What’s The Difference?

Whats The Difference? long poem

The legato of language and lingo, The dance of diction and dialect — Have you ever considered the difference A little letter or two can effect? Texture of tense, Savor of sense, The nuance in a sentence — What’s really

What He Is? (part 2)

What He Is? (part 2) short poem

He is the unreadable art of my poem… He is mine cold air in this hot summer… His voice is my favourite… Without hearing him i am deaf… Without seen him i am blind… He always try to make me