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The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Robert Frost

What am I?

Perhaps the greatest question to be answered is: What am I? Not who, not where, but What. Saying, I am human, or mammal, just requires more definition, the greatest personal answer is when you no longer have to keep defining. I am a collection of tiny pieces, all put together to form a whole, and that whole has an energy I call a soul, or spirit, or consciousness. I am my atoms, and their building blocks are connected, throughout space and time, entangled either directly or indirectly, to all others, especially the galactic centers, where light is often diverged from the gravitational pull and tearing at/near the event horizon. there are photons in black holes that are frozen in time, whilst their entangled counterparts whiz all across the universe, and when those photons encounter something, they instantaneously transfer information to the black hole. Perhaps a black hole could be considered a timeless consciousness… if there are enough particles gathered together, why not? we are just atoms all bound together… It is perfectly logical to say that “I am not conscious” as it is true, each piece is not, however, at some point, those individual pieces hit a criticality, and consciousness is achieved  and only a full stopping of the physical process stops it, or does it? After all, energy is neither created nor destroyed, so where does that energy go? if we are to count the universe as “All”, then like consciousness, considering the number of pieces, which could be called “Not”, means that the pieces are more than the whole, meaning that which is contained within is greater than the sum of its parts. Synergy is when the sum of the parts is greater than the whole, Fractal, lacking a better term (perhaps a vocabulary issue) means the whole is less than the sum of parts. which means that there is a huge potentiality for structure within the boundaries of such a system. If you can have such a system where the pieces are more than the sum (again, lacking a good vocabulary for description) then the capability for structure, especially self similar ones, is nearly unlimited, holding an Infinity in the palm of your hand, like a Serpinski Square, or perhaps things like the Mandlebrot Set can show some of the boundaries. After all, it is the pieces that escape the boundary levels that make all the beauty… continued another day…

#RandomRamblings of a scientist-poet-theist but not deist…

Nominations

I am amazed others find my words so inspiring, or just enjoyable, thank you for the nomination

thanks to Mysteriously Quiet for the nomination, and here is the Blog addy;

http://mysteriouslyquiet.wordpress.com

Okay, let’s check out the rules:

1. Copy the award and place it in your post.
2. Thank the person who nominated you and add a link back to their blog.
3. Tell 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 fellow bloggers for the award and tell them by posting a comment on their blogs.

OK, not even expecting this, especially since I don’t have a lot of time, and mostly write in between tasks. I dont even know 15 bloggers, so I apologize in advance, 7 things about me…

1. I have rarely written until this past year, when I serendiptiously found an inspiration that brought out the rhyme to my reason, and I cant seem to stop.

2. I have a degree (only a 2-year) in physics, and hope to continue my education in mathematics, and now, to hopefully continue to write poetry, I have been given the gift of words

3. I grew up poor, on a farm, with pigs, cows, chickens, a 1/2 acre garden, and 4 different kinds fruit trees. we were poor, but we ate some of our pets, and harvested a lot of our own food, I never felt poor until I had fancy things, and I still somewhat crave that life, where so many things don’t matter as much, but heart, soul, and courage do.

4. I have drawn the same woman’s face since I was 13, a part of me is still hoping to find her, stand in front of her, and find out why this phenomena is. I hope it is love, but I have been wrong before

5. the best musical instrument I have ever played is Rock Band drums, and I ROCKED those things 🙂

6. I was in a gifted program when I was young in school, and did my 5th grade report on the life of Albert Einstein. I have had an avid interest in science, especially physics but any science really, since I was around 8 years old.

7. I have only had a handful of dreams in my life. Not ones I dont remember, only a handful of dreams period. I have never been ticklish either. Dreams sound amazing, and tickling looks fun, but people hate it. Weird, usually people love to laugh, but not when tickled…

15 fellow bloggers? I wish I had the time, I really do, I would have to nominate mysteriously quiet again, but I rarely look at the others here and explore wordpress, but now I likely will

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