{\rtf1\fbidis\ansi\ansicpg1257\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fmodern Courier New;}{\f1\fswiss\fprq2\fcharset186{\*\fname Arial;}Arial Baltic;}{\f2\fswiss\fprq2\fcharset2 CommonBullets;}} {\colortbl ;\red0\green0\blue0;} \viewkind4\uc1\pard\ltrpar\cf1\f0\fs20\par \par \par \par \par \f1\fs28\par \pard\ltrpar\qc\f2\fs144 3\f1\fs28\par \pard\ltrpar\par \par \par \par \par \pard\ltrpar\qc\tab a poem written by Adam Curle:\par \par \tab At each intersection of the endless net\par \tab of Indra's heaven, according to the myth,\par \tab is a bead that represents a human life.\par \tab Each bead reflects every other\par \tab and every reflection of every other.\par \tab\par \tab In the sub-atomic field each hadron\par \tab affects and is affected by all the rest,\par \tab resulting in a flux of energy and movement\par \tab in which little can be foretold\par \tab save unpredictability and endless change.\par \tab\par \tab The boundaries between us are hallucinations;\par \tab we are indeed members of one another.\par \tab dancing together spontaneously like the hadron,\par \tab containing each other like the beads.\f0\fs20\par }