Chance exists even it has not yet been proven !
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I love spending time on this cosy planet ,
where over a cup of eternitea with a quantum aroma,
I exchange some equations in the company
of the Bogdanoff brothers ,while trying to keep
my balance on the Planck wall and avoid tumbling down
long before the big-bang -which amuses my friends
who are on a first name basis with the angels ...
I am just a humble space -time visitor
who doesn't know much about the fourth dimension .
Igor launches into a dazzling mathematical digression
on string theory in the work of Jimi Hendrix .
Grishka offers me some protonic cookies ( According
to a recipe created by Chat GPT ,right after the climate change)
And Igor concludes by noting the relativity
of the encounter between two free electrons
in a universe where the only reality is the zero
point of information ...
Jefferson airplane collides with the dark side
of the moon .
The rabbit disappears into the black hole .
Mandrake the magician is begging for money
around Grand Station ...
In the practice of the imaginary solutions ,
nothingness absorbs infinity ..
Should we believe in god because it's absurd ?
-Igor and Grishka ,one day i'll join you on the star
and we'll invite the little prince too
and we'll grab a cosmic Tequila !
to forget the bloody baobabs ...
Guys ,that was really a night to remember
in the hereafter !
I got back on the post-mortem shuttle ,
crossing the milky way
in my headphone , a mickey voice.
Before dying ,I have a meeting
at Mar-a-Largo with the devil .
I hear he's a bit of a weirdo ...
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A short humorous piece !
most entertaining
He has orange hair and looks older now. A fun read of mishmash taking absurdity to the science of the past where Abbot and Costello meet Newton and Clifford meets Garfield. A fun read my friend
I'd like to savor this cup of eternitea !
I prefer cosmoffee
with a cosmomuffin !
The curiosity of human consciousness refuses to accept that the last door must truly be the last one.
Poetry is perhaps about evoking memories that will never exist !
Wow, Lorenz, this is one hell of a cosmic cocktail. Physics, philosophy, Hendrix, rabbits, angels, tequila, and the devil all somehow belong at the same table…absurd, imaginative, and genuinely fun from beginning to end. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
A surreal space where different dimensions of time overlap one another.
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