Might foam upon some quantum beach
A froth of worlds roll out?
Swift surge of brief realities
In nihilistic shout?
Should quantum tides thrust sentience forth
Upon lost temporal shores,
That consciousness may well outlast
Its quantum tidal bores…
Might foam upon some quantum beach
A froth of worlds roll out?
Swift surge of brief realities
In nihilistic shout?
Should quantum tides thrust sentience forth
Upon lost temporal shores,
That consciousness may well outlast
Its quantum tidal bores…
Everybody has a story. Here's a little of mine.
Lydia Rae Bush Poetry
Verba volant, scripta manent !
Novelist, Poet, Wordsmith
YOUR WORLD
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the purpose of reality
the literary asylum
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This Random Sense of Wonder 