Looking for answers even where none exist,
Mouths wide open,
appearing completely perplexed,
Walking in a stupor, as humans often do,
We spend half our lives
wondering what happens next.
Attempting to wrap our minds around a concept
That relies on blind
faith, certainly not facts,
An idea so very foreign to common sense,
Yet finds its basis in
So many obsessions about what lies ahead,
The future is pursued
with avid persistence:
Trying so very hard to peer into the chasm
Without examining time in
It’s a mental struggle I have dealt with for countless years;
Contemplating the bond
between this hidden world and men,
I’m painfully reminded of our insignificance,
Watching neutrinos as
they quietly pass through my pen.
So very small and yet so grand in its infinite scope,
The subatomic world is
deceptive in its vastness.
How could something invisible hold so many secrets
To opening the mysteries
of quantum randomness?
There are laws of nature that you must learn to live under;
The rules are tighter
than the strings on an old ladies purse.
I am sure Schrödinger’s cat would be glad to remind us
We must live in an
Muons, quarks, and gluons—put them in a bag and shake them!
While delving into this
realm gives one a greater insight
As to what life’s all about…chock full of revelations,
Like spending an
afternoon lounging beneath God’s skylight.
The Mind of Tesla
While perusing the archives I found myself amazed by
The mind of Tesla or,
more appropriately, Tesla’s mind.
Somehow it hurts to contemplate the process in his thinking;
Rarely do you find such
a man, truly one of a kind.
People seem wired in a variety of different ways;
many use the left side of their brain,
others use the right.
Somehow he managed to reach deeper into his grey matter,
As he did so much more
than simply illuminate the night.
In a time of true genius he was unique in his brilliance;
He showed no sign of
having the proverbial feet of clay.
A visionary, he stood head and shoulders above the rest;
Some people choose to
live in the dark; he chose to light our way.
We all live now in a world with power at our fingertips.
At some point it doesn’t
matter if you’re poor or if you’re rich:
Remember the name Nikola
Tesla; he’s the man to thank
Next time you’re
standing alone in the dark, reaching for that switch.
John Frazee, www.frazeefinearts.com, wrote BP #72’s
“Pre-existence,” “Quantum Randomness,” & “The Mind of Tesla.” John resides
in Boynton Beach, FL, USA (temporarily). He also resides under the impression
that, like the infinite number of monkeys at the infinite number of
type-writers, someday he will accidentally create something worthwhile. He
relies on you humans to evaluate the results of this experiment. John is
published in Skyline Magazine, OMNI Magazine,
The Horror Zine, Twice the
Terror, The Horror Zine Anthology,
Death Head Grin Anthology, My Word Wizard,
Aphelion, StoryMania, The Original Van Gogh’s Ear and Dangerous Poets Collective.