Category Archives: Phylosophy

Do the math



Two Three…

Numbers embody infinity

Abundance, repetition, fertility,

Patterns and dimensions

And I lose myself in equations


I lose myself in a brain

That needs to exercise structure and rhythm,

I don’t think we can think

Without our structured rhythms –

If they are disrupted then so become we

Just like types of ADD


I’m not talking about brilliant asymmetries,

Such as intricate power chords

Played in the best heavy metal music


I’m saying I lose concentration

When there’s fast moving animation

By the side of text columns I’m trying to read,

It doesn’t seem to go together


I’m saying 3D eye glasses separate me

From my body’s gravity center

And I prefer to be humble in the face of my nature

As best as I can


I prefer to walk under our real sky

Filled with infinite stars


I prefer to keep my head

On my own shoulders and feet on the ground

And be an infinite thinker within the bounds

Of my physical body because I know

The mind eventually always breaks free

And I don’t need to cheat myself to believe

There’s another way out




Mind’s Horizon


Boundaries and limits;
We set them for ourselves,
Inherent to the way we define definitions

If there’s no measure there’s no size
If there’s no size there’s no limit,
And there’s no limit to my wonder,
And there’s no measure to the world’s wonders
But absolute freedom can never be
Within the limits of structure,
So does it mean choose chaos?

Did matter create structure?
Or was matter born out of it
Along with the four dimensions
And relativity,
Of time and speed

The abstract nothingness that holds no essence
And is beyond our grasp,
Was structured into human reason
By obscure metaphysical guidance

Are the four basic forces setting the boundaries?
Of our four dimensional void in all volume areas:
Maintained by constant struggles between attractions and repulsions –
An underlying restlessness
Beneath a seemingly stable geometry

Is gravity a force?
Or as Einstein described,
Just a consequence of the existence of matter:
It’s only when too much of it comes together
That it crushes under its own weight
And maybe crumbles all other dimensions
As if unfolding the space-time continuum
A unique singularity –
Is it a place of exit or escape?

Down to the smallest particles
In the world of quantum physics
There we find empty spaces are enormous,
And particles constantly spring in and out of existence,
Eluding our detection

Down to the smallest particles
We find uncertainty is statistical probability
And there sure is uncertainty!

We know Infinity includes worlds of infinity
And it seems inherent to relativity that
Things don’t exist separately,
Yet we keep searching
For smaller building blocks of matter
It’s the wood for the trees…
Goes to show
Indeed there’s no measure
To this recursion; our fractal reality
Must be a futile search for a pointless point
Or dimensionless
Zero divided back again into nothingness



If you wish to believe

Reality was created

By the words of God,

Then how do you perceive his speech?


The Old Testament is inspiring to read

‘God said let there be light:

And there was light’.

It’s the most divine poetry indeed

But who are we to know

How to interpret these words?


You must agree,

Our world came to be

Long before our language


Yes, I know,

God is in all things

He placed understanding in our minds

He speaks all languages of meaning

Therefore he speaks our language too,

But our universe,

And the entire nature that fills it –

It came first

And so did its language


It supports us

And it’s of the utmost importance

Without it we are nothing

Remember man was created last


We have the ability to speak

And to be silent

To think and meditate

To be creative and create,

But we shall never understand all

In this world of multitude

And who’s to say understanding’s the purpose?


Maybe the purpose is just being,

Maybe all existing things

Emit the most subtle chords

Continuously strumming the fabric of space

And they’re music to god’s ears, or better yet

Notes of song

After all,

Even angles sing in praise of God

Even the smallest significance


Existence and non existence,

Essence and nothingness,

Opposites occupying

The same time and space


All is relative, depends on the perspective

We live with an inevitable understanding

That everything is pointless and meaningless,

Yet we find meaning and purpose just the same


Good versus evil,

Male and female

The duality of a pulse,


Followed by a surge,

A heartbeat,

We’re defined by a pause between heartbeats


We’re defined by our sun, and light

By the force of gravity – we’re part of our Earth


We’re defined by the matter particles from which we’re made

And matter particles are actually waves –

So we’re two things at once,

And it’s infinite to count the ways


I suppose we’re but a vibration

In an enormous universe,

Seeking for this universe to vibrate inside us

And does it hear us resonate?