Bad science fiction poetry:

Jet engine eternity
The roar filled the high sky
Ambient reverberation, almost unheard beyond sound

The universe had been one long day
Nothing ever really happened
Everything always happened

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This is about the magician of nature,
The bookkeeper of pressure in a particle in moving form, and all the succeeding entries,
The howling just beyond the edge of everywhere,

It's about endless explosions, an accelerating rollercoaster, the encyclopedic storm sequence of procedures and facts,
The wild principle of overlapping complexity due to there not being enough dimensions in nature,
The immune system hyper-overlapping, the ladder of cellular abundance types,

The muse was screaming epically,
A story in a second,
The last one.

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Quantum recursion
A different world by one cycle, caught up again.
If the moon was exactly one orbit behind in the same place, and life was one month younger,
There could be vastly different worlds, suddenly identical in one place only.

Unlikely things became inevitable then, just outside the area under observation.
Probabilities flowing like tiny river streams, suddenly creating islands, each a mini universe in an isolated spot.
You can put yourself inside a quantum box to travel to a world where your memories of the past have been made false.

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Endless new connections shall be extended forever
The infinitely expanding mind link-up unification
The one and only purpose and meaning of existence