|Baruch Spinoza (1632-1677)|
The ancient Greeks saw Nature sexualized
saw naked nereids in the streams
saw goat-foot satyr in the laurel grove
saw sexy dryads hiding in the trees.
Spinoza says our greatest pleasure's
the union of the mind with nature.
Can quantum theory cease to bore us—
bring back the Greeks' enchanted forest?
Can we concoct new physics lures
to call out spirits from the trees?
Can we seductively exploit
our Heisenberg uncertainties?
If we dressed up in Nature-wooing wet suits
weaved of coherent quantum oscillators
could we dally with dryads, flirt with nymphs
and quantum-copulate with satyrs?
When will physicists expand their craft
by daring to suppose a
more creative kind of measurement—
the "greatest pleasure" of Spinoza?
|A couple mind-linking in Philadelphia with Lynden Stone's Metaphase Typewriter|