Through the Prism

After passing through the prism, each refraction contains some pure essence of the light, but only an incomplete part. We will always experience some aspect of reality, of the Truth, but only from our perspectives as they are colored by who and where we are. Others will know a different color and none will see the whole, complete light. These are my musings from my particular refraction.


Word Scribbles

“What is motivation?”

Asks ChrisBot,
Automatically generated
By the What Would I Say? app
From content I’ve previously shared.*

Everybody is looking for
A reason to be grumpy.
Or, everybody is looking for
Someone to blame for
The general sense of grumpiness
They feel.

In quantum mechanics,
Particles can exist in
More than one state
At the same time,
And are only locked down
When observed;
The observer impacts,
Maybe even determines,
The state.

Quantum computing
Relies on those
Simultaneous multiple states
To layer reality
Beyond the simple
Either-or binary option
Of traditional computers.

What are quantum emotions?

Aren't emotions inherently quantum?

ChrisBot has become
Including “ChrisBot”
In some of his statuses.

A new study suggests
The universe is a hologram.
“Holography is a
Huge leap forward
In the way we think about
The structure and creation
Of the universe,"
Researcher said.

An enormous crack
Just opened up
In the middle of
The Arizona Desert

It’s time to feed
Some new words
To work with.

The fissure is a
Surface expression
Of a larger open void
Underground, which
Ultimately is a result of
Desiccation due to
Aquifer drawdown from
Local populations
And agriculture.

A random collection of
Words and phrases
To pull from when
Creating random

Chimps beat up,
And then cannibalise
Their former tyrant.

Words and phrases
From my head,
My ears,
My eyes,
News headlines,
And assorted nonsense
I find before me.

Doomsday clock.


“A random collection
Of wealth is greater
Than winter.”

(In quotation marks
Because ChrisBot has
Already generated
That one.)

“The Oxford comma
Is applied to all
Works on earth,
To pleasure,
The life.”

Not sure the source:
“If you meet someone
Face-to-face and
They don’t
Hiss at you
And bite you,
Does that mean
You’re friends?”

Nor this:
“It is possible that we are rare,
Fleeting specks of awareness in
An unfeeling cosmic desert,
The only witnesses to its wonder.
It is also possible that we are living in
A universal sea of sentience,
Surrounded by ecstasy and strife
That is open to our influence.
Sensible beings that we are,
Both possibilities should worry us.”

Frozen buds
New life trapped in a casing of ice
A field of icicles

Shrouded in mist
Shrouded in mystery
Mystical mystagogue

Limited visibility

Frosted gravel pile



What is nothing?

Can I think about nothing?

*A Facebook app; these words will be cross-posted there.


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