Imagination

Fractals, for example,

are the most simplified demonstration,

visually

of why we Science

and by social connectivity via

organic growth

by presenting pixelated predictability

and also string theory

we try to collect the dots.

Overlapping these

is closer to any

one point

in Reality

or limited by spatio-temporal 

relativity.

I agree, conceptually, anyway.

It is wise to fantasize

about things like

algorithmic altruism

and kosmic-karmic-knowing-ness.

                        Besides, it feels good to stretch

and probe those idle lobes

and reach with our soul, consider, ponder, wonder

and flex our potential realities

Into conceptual theories or infectious ideas

ad infinitum.

Wouldn’t you concur-

Nothing is better than momentum. 

Animation image by By Biajojo (Own work) [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons.

The possibilities of a fractal

The way I see it-

art contains real magic.

Like blinking, or like an automaton,-always on.

Projecting its wizardry when no one’s there to see it.

A child is a miracle-

of busy blurred lines.

Making it difficult for others to focus on them directly,

blinded by their angelic buzz of innate electricity.

Art is the grandchild of God-

or whatever grand-father you Believe in.

It’s immaculate conception and delivery are born proof,

of a source, the straw that was pulled, the ignition point.

We are the ghosts of our grandchildren.

Now.

We have to pave the way, clearing our Karmic path

to Here.

Art arrests shape-

holds it captive-

to represent-

likeness-ness.

Our family tree,

rooted in our orchards of History,

bears ripe fruit of juicy inspiration,

tastes like sweet familiar childhood in the shape of a fractal.

Image By Randomness (Own work) [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons, 'Fractal face of Beauty, 2008'.