Wave, particle
Past, present, future
There is some universe in me
And maybe some of me
in a universe of yours
Mind, mine, reality
It doesn't matter.
Well, it matters.
But matter is made of electricity
And electricity is light
Loops and strings and pretty rings
and it's all in our heads
Look at that bright ripple reflection
It exists because you see it
You don't see it because it exists
And it's just like God
Or call him Light
Or call him Universe
(He is none of those things.
He is all of those things.)
I exist because he sees me
I hope he doesn't close his eyes
They told me I was
created in his image.
A hologram I guess
I'm crying
and I don't know why
Is the cat dead or isn't he?
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