083 Heinrich Dressel

Slipping through the quantum fields of No-space way out past force and time I laughed at the contradictory beauty of existence. Twin atomic black holes rotated asymmetrically to my stern, grinding heavier than stars, captured and held by the sheer objectivity of their physics. One event-horizon was balanced perfectly against the other providing energy enough to harvest force giving gluons, particles collected like grains of sand across vast empty beaches. My drives smashed sub-atomic fundamentals in a symphonic realisation of quantum chromodynamics, propelling me across a plane of existence that undergirded the structure of the universe.


Words: Sam Mee, Published: 8 October 2015
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