This is a poem of space-time. Dark energy pushing the Universe apart–after the inflaton a brief few billion years respite from the pace of eternal peace the Universe is shirking off gravity and ready to reload towards the One. We try to include some of the ideas of distance in this poem, yet so many topics are neither here nor there yet fit in somewhere such as here in Farther On.

Geometry of tensors modeled diverging lines driving coordinates

farther away from the directions I wanted

eroding islands in the stream of time

moving mirages away

with images of those real still life portraits transcending distances

crumbling Rushmore statues falling down talus slopes

caches for everyone

campsites on ice-floes drifting south in slopping Atlantic waves

opened to endless vistas of time and space raves

irrational diamond highway lamp-lights of infinite worlds

fractal dreams of still waters refracting starlight

in deep green valley halls of peace and health

of boats and bay funnel clouds passing upward through mists

slapping the water with flukes of hurried confusion

stars burning like fusion clumps, atoms in parameterless galaxies

burning time through never ending night

stretched zero-dimension membrane of near nothing

in which the day of the Lord arises

mass, energy in dimensions

swirling mercurial orbs braking through twilight

flaring thermodynamic orders hurled into flight

If the distance of space-time is torn apart from itself

quadrants receding like marbled cube quartz crystals

an accelerated Fibonacci series of outward worlds spun

bridged with infinities of gossamer winged epistles

–world line scintillations of super-positioned quarks

quantum entangled shortcuts through dimensions instantly sparked

in the unknown side of virtual particles dark

space-time sight and sounds will go their separate weighs

like late local snowstorms, meanings and season ending days

the Earth itself a google of presents far from googles past

shapes begun to end counting time when ever draws near

brought the screeching halt is last

motion produced after that non-dimensional singularity

Point A and point B require interval for the calculus itself requires three points

and change so point A and point C might be said to be close

with point B far

so it is that quantum entanglement nets information from point B when measured between point A and C

logically transformed in accord with space-time conservation of information

a relic of super-luminal expansion

Monopolar dimensions four in number

changing as singularities along a line as Eleatic arrows

juxtaposed like apparent scalar field concatenating echoes

membranes, super-strings, particular quarks

Between points A and B at Time=0

without motion in singularity nothing exists extended

–with intervals space-time exists

covariant coordinate transformations in space-time motion

for travelers and other moving objects

moving toward light speed the bow wave in gravity becomes infinite

while time elapsed in the space-time field geometry decreases toward zero

at absolute singularity eternity is reached

gravitational force of all mass in the Universe is complete

and to the point

Deep onto other stars light years away

are images of opportune times cast like bottles into an azure ocean

floating hopes in life’s creation

actualized in grace after the six tremendous days

a concerto of symphonic super-string constructions

when hydrogen and oxygen formed ice above

after a brief existence at the edge of stellar synthesis

ice as the most abundant primordial item

drawn through gravity to clump up solar system planets

attracted to vaporize on the surface of the Earth

rain drenched this world filling the basins with flood

covering the whole Earth in ocean

a reef of time and space-time mimes

where currents of cycles of dimensions in undertows flow

continents rise as cool crusts of the Creation

residing farther beyond impulsive engines of notions

Those shadows of places past

live in memory fading away itself farther

corresponding to what was and that might have been

Even the evil of the world’s perpetrators races into rivers of non-being

a day in the sun like smaller particles upon atoms changed

with the good will of being too renormalized unto happiness

God’s further continua of becoming surpasses the last

His will of good for the reshaping of the future

of being and becoming that which is good and right

solely are issued from the One

merging the future of the saved into eternal recreation

with events of God, acts of the Apostles occuring

in His will.

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