a poem
written by Adam Curle:
At each intersection of the endless net
of Indra's heaven, according to the myth,
is a bead that represents a human life.
Each bead reflects every other
and every reflection of every other.
In the sub-atomic field each hadron
affects and is affected by all the rest,
resulting in a flux of energy and movement
in which little can be foretold
save unpredictability and endless change.
The boundaries between us are hallucinations;
we are indeed members of one another.
dancing together spontaneously like the hadron,
containing each other like the beads.
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