Among the shifting sands of time we observe
the transient grains—each a paradox,
ephemeral in its being yet eternal in its mystery.
Let us transcend the veil of lucid understanding.
Within a hollowed cavity of contemplation
the empirical meets the enigmatic:
Does a grain exist in solitude, or is its essence defined
through relational constructs, moments held
in a perpetual state of becoming?
Trace your fingers on the ever-vanishing sands.
Einstein's echo resonates here; a duality
of tapestry woven with paradoxes—each thread
ephemeral, yet infinitely reproducible,
captured within an equation unfurling its
own cryptic dance.
Infinite Paradoxes
Ephemerality is our constant companion,
grain for grain, moment for moment
exhaustively hollow, exhaustively full:
breathe the grain’s whisper.
Particles of Silence