Rigorous
Volume Two, Issue 2



Yuan Changming


Chip

You’ve died, but will live again
As a robot. If life by chip,
Life by circuit, life by scarified moment
Antennals;
More, coordinating machine.
You will perceive what you contact:
Mega-Physics.
How you will be sensing:
Every sensible, sensitive signal.
You recognize, Human.
I recognize, i.hooyeau.
Processing the info.

The way a scientist does
A human mind does.




Megaphysics

Few are really aware of
             Such universes
Existing beyond our own

Even fewer of so many other versions
             Of selfhood living
In each of them, let alone
This simple secret:

At the depth of consciousness
             Lives a quantum
     Or soul as we prefer to call it
A particle, demon and/or angel dancing

The same dance afar, far apart
In an entanglement




Daimonion

Because of its coarseness
The voice had to scream so hard
Its pitch became fully blood-noted


Rather than calling my soul away
From each devil looming among
Inner mountains, it lead me right

Into the valley of unheard music
Beyond every river, every forest
Every patch of sky




Introduction to Quantum Superposition

Certainly you cannot be in different places
At once, nor can you have different true
Selves in the same place, but the Monkey King
Can do both on his journey to the west (supposedly
In quest for the authentic Buddhist scriptures): simply
By pulling a thread of hair from behind his ear
Chewing it, and then blowing the broken
Pieces out, they will become as many

Monkey kings. Got the idea? Few of us understand
Quantum superposition, nor do we all
Really need to, but aren’t we all evolved
From monkeys? So we can chew our inner beings
And attain many identical versions of our selves:

As a quantum state, it can be represented
As a sum of multiple other distinct state;
otherwise

Just choose another self on the stem cell of your mind
And you will see what you can never imagine seeing




Asgardia: Second Choice

Last time I was not chosen

This time I have selected myself
To join the mass long march
Towards Asgardia, though
Without a Morse as our leader

I know I cannot go to heaven
But I can flee from hell


Yuan Changming: "I edit Poetry Pacific with Allen Qing Yuan and host Happy Yangsheng in Vancouver; credits include ten Pushcart nominations, Best of the Best Canadian Poetry (2008-17), BestNewPoemsOnline and 1,429 others worldwide."




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