QUANTUM YOU
Prescripted reality as a boiler plate, destined to repeat
Over and over again must be the worst kind of hell.
In the Newtonian physical reality that is the case but
Now all we have is the probability of quantum foam.
There is a many probable you in the moment and a many
Probable outcome and not one reality are truer than another.
All that the universe asks is that you interact with it and
Once you do the fun begins. Withdraw your attention and
The whole thing disappears because it is you that throws
The switch. It is you that is your own grandpa and it is
You who appear in the many guises you seem to have
Forgotten. Those line tracers we played with as kids and
Would draw with in all its intricacy; once shaken would
All disappear. There is no universe without you