Modern Philosopher Muses


Reality reduces to some equation/s,
maybe with the eloquence of E=MC^2,
or some Eulerian masterpiece.
But Hawking wondered,

“What is it that breathes fire into the equations
and makes a universe for them to describe”?
One posits a space-time matrix with at least one ego.
Space, time, and a self hovering in darkness:
not to be imagined away—

Organisms capture bits of reality
within unique sensory parameters—
different realities. However,
one is tempted to infer some grand,
albeit unobservable, ultimate TRUTH.
What, exactly?

I side with Kant:
it depends on the box one is in; unless,
one can escape, or
look over the edge thereon:

maybe 14 × 3.

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