quantum questions pt. 2

with the physical, mental,
and emotional,
all proven
to be experienced uniquely
by each
Sentient Being,

with infinite factors
influencing
their psychological
and embodied placement
in space,

how is it
that any of us achieve
even
a simulacrum
of connection?

sometimes it feels like
entire dimensions
separate our
breath.

we exist
on the same plane,

yet our thought confine us
each
in our own world.

powerful
and energetic,
are these very thought forms
our path to
freedom?

massless and conscious
they penetrate both
macro and
microscopic
levels
of existence

probing
ever deeper
complexity

in search
of a singular
theory
of everything.

would this theory
devolve us back
to seeming
Beings
of simplicity?

in Light of such a theory
would we find peace?

are bonding and understanding
simultaneous?

when i hold your hand
what is it
i am feeling?

solidity
is a myth
with far more space
in between.

yet when i reach out and
touch you
something tells me
it is warm
and comforting.

science sometimes
strips away these feelings
sometimes
encourages them,

as facts
and spirit

come head
to head,

deriving the same conclusions
by opposite
means.

there is infinitely more to the world
than what we can see.

most of us have no idea
what is truly happening.

the ones who do, have dedicated
their entire Life
to the search.

i've been doing my own searching
my own way
my whole Life.

my hypothesis was never clear.

science
leading us to believe
everything could and should be known.

spirit
asking us to surrender
to the fact
we never will.

and i,
i am the middle child,

for i could never surrender the search
but what i seek is
indescribable.

sometimes a potent prayer
or perfect equation will bring me
to the brink

of giving Life
to my conclusions,

but in these moments,
i always hold my tongue.

when the Universe speaks to me
the brashness of language
does not
compare.

renaissance paintings
romanticist poems
or modern physics
all reach towards these heights

yet ultimately fall short.

this is what makes it
so difficult
to reach you.

my ears have had whispered
into them a subtle hint
which keeps me forever
searching.

but in your ears
the patterns
will not
translate.

the message is not the same.

but perhaps
the resulting
action
is.

for as long
as we are Alive

there is something
that feeds us

the will
to keep on
searching.