Dec 9th, 2009:
My world spins vapidly
Everything definite
to a degree
of the infinite
the mind thinks
then counter-thinks
then has time to research
ossified hypothesis
in time to be rejected a null
Its means are but objectives
hazy in their goal and way
The population has not one person
Statistics of the soul suffer
A greater sample must be sought
From this the eyes had time to see
And the mind had time to disregard.
For this the eyes have time to seek anew
And the mind has time to relate.
In the storage of flux
which way will potential take them?
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