The Quantum Mechanics of Writing
A blank page, a hovering pencil -- the fearsome fecundity of Nothing. Any and all conceivables [dormant and elusive] whisper like a Quantum foam of virtual ideas. This seething source of elementary beginnings may briefly yield a photon of hope or an electron of despair only to slip beneath the unfulfilled surface of the possible. A charmed quark of inspiration may spawn a lingering notion -- if gluons of coherence bind it to a strange quark of beauty. But the inchoate concept must be fixed by the mordant of imagination and this turbulent sea soothed with meaning before a cascade of creation spills forth and the agony of experiment is traced in a celebration of spirals and curlicues on a page exploding with theories of truth. | ||
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