Life, the particle
physicist says,
is really just a process.
For the novelist,
it's more like a faulty premise
that goes on
for as long
as it can sustain
an audience.
But both parties
will insist,
for a process to be real
it has got to be
witnessed.
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The truth is
we don't want any so-called
god-particles to exist;
we don't want people
to be made of pieces.
It's easier to posit
god-forces
and believe only
in the invisible absoluteness
of uncorrupted action.
Generally, I agree with this.
Most days,
I feel a lot less like Jesus
and a lot more
like the force
of Inertia itself—
so determined,
no matter what
I'm processing
(or not),
not to be interrupted.