fmdog44
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"Introduction To Quantum Theory"
There are only so many parallel universes
that concern us. In one, he isn’t dead.In another, you drink light with your hands
all winter. There is a universe in which no one is lyingemptied in the street as the gas station burns, a universe
in which our mothers haven’t learned to wraptheir bones in each small grief they’ve found.
There is a universe in which there is no differencebetween the past and the ground. Another
where the oceans pull the moon. And so on. This is an incomplete list. It has been abridged
for your comfort. I could tell youabout the many universes in which bad things
happen to people other than the peopleyou love. Yes, in another life, it’s someone else’s sister
who climbs to the roof that night. In another life,the boys rise darkly from the asphalt to choke
the engines of cruisers, and no one gives birthchained to a hospital bed, and no one’s child washes
blue, ashore. Sure. You can have these worlds.You can warm them in your hands at night. But know:
by signing, you agree also to be responsible for the universewhere the oceans glow red, the universe where
what we call shadow is pulsing with the muskof hooves, and especially the one in which
humans exist, but only in the nightmaresof small children. Will you hold that one too?
The version of the story that never learnedto consider sound? and the one where sound
is only the opposite of metal? and the onewhere the sound of metal is never enough
to quiet the dead?
There are only so many parallel universes
that concern us. In one, he isn’t dead.In another, you drink light with your hands
all winter. There is a universe in which no one is lyingemptied in the street as the gas station burns, a universe
in which our mothers haven’t learned to wraptheir bones in each small grief they’ve found.
There is a universe in which there is no differencebetween the past and the ground. Another
where the oceans pull the moon. And so on. This is an incomplete list. It has been abridged
for your comfort. I could tell youabout the many universes in which bad things
happen to people other than the peopleyou love. Yes, in another life, it’s someone else’s sister
who climbs to the roof that night. In another life,the boys rise darkly from the asphalt to choke
the engines of cruisers, and no one gives birthchained to a hospital bed, and no one’s child washes
blue, ashore. Sure. You can have these worlds.You can warm them in your hands at night. But know:
by signing, you agree also to be responsible for the universewhere the oceans glow red, the universe where
what we call shadow is pulsing with the muskof hooves, and especially the one in which
humans exist, but only in the nightmaresof small children. Will you hold that one too?
The version of the story that never learnedto consider sound? and the one where sound
is only the opposite of metal? and the onewhere the sound of metal is never enough
to quiet the dead?