Elementary

There is something deeply hidden, concealed in subtlety
A stalking contradiction, inverse causality

There are sounds in the silence that question the real
Something stirs beneath reality
I have found that my patience is tainted
I reel in the wake of quantum subtleties

Should we choose a Hebrew fiction
From deciphered papyrus scrolls?
Or peruse Mayan predictions
Culminating in our woes?

Should we heed to old conscription
To ignore the facts at hand?
And loose faith to contradiction
Or should we try to understand?

With finer resolution, we see things that should not be
The growing controversy leaves little chance for Thee

In the face of abject contradiction
We are told to believe
In historical tradition
We plot our soul's telemetry

How simple the hidden meanings filter out for me
And reinforce the need to know how this has come to be
There is so much more to know than was ever in our dreams
Answers beget more questions hidden in the seams

Everything is plausible if you embrace the irrational
Your god is possible, He's just not fashionable

Is my soul nothing more than neurochemistry?
Are my feelings just stored electricity?
The only thing holding me is the force of gravity
Otherwise I would fly from this simple form
It's elementary

The fray of fact and falsity
Makes no real difference
If Fate makes all decisions
Then what is left for me?
Nothing I can see
I pray it not to be
I would prefer to be free

If Real Time is infinite
There is no exigency
If my fate is Heaven sent
Then what is left for me?
Nothing I can see
I pray it not to be
Free will is hypocrisy

We construct a perfect ending with PRESCIENT poetry
Prophetic ululations in three part harmony
A single photon alone in a glowing hydrogen sea
Why should a universal mind take notice of me?

Is my consciousness more than biochemistry?
Is your presence real or a fragmented me?
Are my feelings more than magnetic circuitry?
Oh, I cling to this simply norm
It's elementary

Is there something in store beyond my physicality?
Or is my need to believe just hopeful alchemy?
Can these answers be found through further scrutiny?
Asimov's Final Question is elementary



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Writer(s): Gregory Francis
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