A Quantum Theater Poetry Exploration….
(Discovering the subconscious material)
Like a blue whale, I like to throw my weight around sometimes,
Just for the fun of it.
To see what sticks, what lands, and what matters.
It is a harrowing game of life and death,
And that seems to be what makes it fun and exciting.
When moving with such irreverence,
Such action seems to be asking all who are encountered,
“Do you want to die?”
It is a challenge directly to life itself.
Not meant in a derogatory way, not meant to be upset anybody.
Simply embracing the issue head-on, with gusto.
“Do you want to be crushed under a 2-ton mammal?”
“Do you want to nearly miss and notice your life has been spared?”
“Do you want an apology from life, for scaring you, after you have been given everything you need?”
Throwing my weight around always comes back to show me what I’m made of.
How my unspeakable nature affects my speakable nature.
There’s no two ways about it.
Life is open for interpretation until it’s not.