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RIDE a thought experiment: imagine we are in a parallel universe where there are no thought experiments no leap of faith analogies where Einstein was a plodder without the imagination to extend parameters, push envelopes, explode paradox and we all stuck in the old Isaac Newton prison of cast-iron space and time yes this is my little poetic thought experiment happy you joined me as here we hit light speed everything now counter-intuitive about this ride
TAKEN LIGHTLY
e = mc Hammer
smack that anvil albert
till it gets red hot,
gives you a packaged beat
you can rattle off your
lyrics to
stuff ever ready like shirt
covered in his mother’s spaghetti
yes, mr em and m rabbit
I am talking to you
something light and street savvy
but pointed and existential
the chords in the scale
and the riff being the things
that might put in the mood
for a
theory of everything
it all
sewn together by
multi-dimensional string



SHOCK TREATMENT
Espied a shock-haired Jew
standing on a roof
jumping from one
thought experiment
to
another
dancing as he free-
fell in his imagination
down he plunged and
the world rising
up to meet him
as if he were a cannon
ball, as if he were an astronaut
cosmonauting the Moon
with every breath calculating
the space time warp woof
curved by gravity
parsed
in German
but the system too young
and crazy and seething
with energies
even on this ancient
satellite seemingly
hollow
shell
thin as cardboard
ringing like a bell
calling the faithful, the
enlightened
to extrapolate
backwards, to the raw
crazy
quite illogical
big-bang birth of the beginning
of mind.
