Friday, June 06, 2008


Observing the dance of the universal gestalt,
That exuberance exceeding the total of its parts,
Is impossible for the examining eye
Cherry picking pigeon hole fodder to appease
Ravenous theories back in the lab.

Until all are seen as living parts of it
The pulse of the universe seems to be white noise
Being sampled frequency by frequency in hopes
Of seeing an image of Marilyn Monroe
When sorted and added back together.

The beat of the universal heart
Seems as omnipresent and detectable
As a change in your size while all about you
Undergoes the same shift in scale
In simultaneous cycles.

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