Thursday, October 10, 2024

Criticality

 I'm a man of critical points

You know, the safety of a boundary,

The predictibility of homogeneity,

Yet the gradual approach of a change,

The unevenness of the future,

The risk of sudden change of state;

But not quite the surrender to chaos -

That's where I belong - 

Within the utter mad world of fluctuations;

A divergent being, steadily self similar 

And utterly indifferent to microscopics.

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