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    I am

                                At
             the very moment
             the universe
                                              came

                              into existence

                       I understood it all

                                                                     e v e r y t h i n g  .  .  .

                                                                     became known
                                                                                       to me
     

                                                                     e v e r y t h i n g  .  .  .

                                                                     w a s   m e  .  !
     

                                                                    I was creation:
     

                                   for a billionth
                                   of a second
                                             

                                              I  w a s:

                                             matter

                                      antimatter

                                                        c o e x i s t i n g

                                                                          in the moment

                                                                                                           but:

                                                                                                           t w o   s e r p e n ts
                         
                                                               
                                                                            can’t live
                                                                            in the same garden

    I had become:

                                   s p a c e

                                   t i m e

                                   g r a v i t y
    dark matter

    dark energy
                                                                 it was all me ~
     

                                                                        every atom

                                                                    every particle

                                                                    every wave
     

                                                                                            I am:
     

                                                                                            When . . !
     

                                                                     e v e r y t h i n g  .  .  .
     

                                                                              that ever was

     

                                                                     N e v e r   W a s  .  .   !

     

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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