Heaped up into a pile, distance will not reach the girl next door.
But what if I live from the girl’s points of view?
It was Niels Bohr. He had suggested to Einstein that particles were relational even though separated by great distances. Albert couldn’t get on board with that. He was already riding the SPEED OF LIGHT train and there was no way a signal could go the distance fast enough to make the hook-up. Later, Einstein and others would ask, if non-locality were true, didn’t it suggest Quantum Mechanics to be an incomplete system? Everyone was on Albert’s track, and well, nobody was interested in a train wreck.
My campfire is low and steady.
In an aura of orange a world refrains
to the pop-snap of inner woods and secrets.
Beyond the glow circle I hear very small creatures
scratch out a living and so,
unbeknownst to them, attracting owl ears their way.
Above me, in clear as air sky
star-brights from farther than imaginations can see
rattle and hum in un-hearable song for
an unknowable god.
Later J.S Bell wrote an equation to prove non-locality. Later still, other non-related men would be drawn to the equation, devising an actual experiment proving Bell’s theorem. It’s called EPR, or, Einstein-Podolsky-Rosen paradox. We know it now as
Sudden like a whim a spark shoots out toward no where
and where that line of light stopped began the trail
of rocket star light shoot, away fast through the ether.
If Entangled, one object cannot be fully described
without considering the other’s value.
Sudden like choice, but this time far more real,
the aura glow is deeper, wider, more affective
for no reason
except in its newly born’d warmth
I feel I know someone I knew not before
and am known where I was not known before
and through beckoning light, I am Entangled.
First of all, and you probably already knew this was going to be true,
“concepts of time and space as absolute and independent are no longer true.
Space is curved and time flows at different rates”: very much like a lover’s caress
lingering along the unexpected rise, or the slow sweeping tongue across curvilinear soft and purpling mound.
Secondly, and I think you’ve felt this from long ago and before, “we are moving through the reality of substance into the reality of relation”: very much finding strength in the living of our desires from the point of view of the desire.
Third, and oh, how beautiful you are in this, “you are a natural being, natural in that you are not a force external to things but
represent the harmony of movement immanent in them.” Emphasis added.
All material in quotes is from “The Tao of Physics”, by Fritjof Capra.
In summer, looking from my porch late at night, down into the nature park valley, I can see campfires dotting the landscape. I know these are strangers, all drawn to the quiet (relatively) of a summer night spent under stars on the outskirts of the Milky Way, (city). Perhaps one day, when the feeling moves, all the light will guide the individual campers to gather in the large clearing. Each will bring a burning torch from their respective fires, and create one big bonfire, one that reaches up into darkened hope, and says, “Calling all Angels, this is earth here”.
I was completely enthralled by the book “The Tao of Physics”. First published in 1975, it has gone through several revisions since, as the seekers understand more. They are bringing to western thought, what eastern mystics have always known.