BIG BANG POETRY

In an Universe
Doomed by entropy,

That cruel and cold 
Unavoidable death

Will dark matter 
Add enough to total mass 
So gravity wins over 
Inflationary expansion?

Forces centrifugal 
Giving way to centripetal, 
Reversing the arrow of time
In a Big Crunch?

Through the nexus of 
A supreme singularity

Into the heart of 
An all-consuming Black Hole

Something called Reality 
(Relatively speaking)
Would fold into itself 
To greet patient Oblivion

When extremities shall meet

Yesterday becomes tomorrow

The all that is nothing, 
The nothing that is all...

Will the mother 
Of all White Holes 
Throw 'It' elsewhere/elsewhen 

In a reverse motion?

Or will the explosive Universe,

Going beyond
Its own event’s horizon,

Get unimaginably bigger and cooler?

To die...  
At last... 
As a timeless and infinite void, 
Devoid of all light and heat?

Or is a cosmological constant 
Reigning over?
Is a systolic/diastolic cosmic metabolism 
The rule?

Will the fabric of reality 
Tear itself apart 
By it's own 
never-ending growth?

Does Eternal Return 
Have anything to do 
With conventional concepts 
Of beginning and end?

Maybe it's all parts 
And no whole
As in the poet's intuition 
About the so-called mystery

Or it could be 
A circular "motu continuo":
The Ouroboros 
Eating its own tail

Be it a non-dimensional zero, 

A complex fractal infinity,
Or even an unthinkable 
Combination of both

According to Heisenberg 
And Bohr’s way

Ying and Yang must preserve 
The equilibrium of the Tao

So, from victorious death

New life must rise 
Again and again 
As ever and ever

Pehaps escaping 
Through myriad Worm Holes

Or replicating itself 
In probability clouds

After No-time 
In No-space,

That never manifested 
Non-being,

(By a Mystery Ineffable 
Fueled by Forces Unknown)

Surfaces from 
The deep Beyond

Creating an Anomaly 
In Hyperspace

And thus igniting 
The eternal Big Bang

A collapsing Chaos 
That died as a Null

Is born again 
As a radiant Unity

Multiplying itself 
In an expanding Cosmos

And generating space-time 
By Necessity

Bringing on inexorable 
Patterns of Order

While opening Fields 
Of interaction

Granted by Chance, 
Blind and mighty,

Creating the Possibility 
Of transformation

Primordial axions 
Coalesce!

Weightless photons 
Coruscate!

Where is all 
The Antimatter 

That should 
Be/Not-be?

What is 
Dark Energy 
And its supposed 
Antigravity?

Why is 
General Relativity 
Incompatible with 
Quantum Mechanics?

Give! 
Me! 
My!
Higg's boson!

Supersimetry, supergravity, superstrings,
Eleven dimensions, p-branas, M-theory,
Mesons and gluons, 
Leptons and quarks

Up, Down 
And Strange! 
Charm, Top 
And Bottom!

If Physics was a religion
All its priests would be praying 
To their gods and saints
In mathemathics' Heaven

Aristotle, Galileo, Newton 
Maxwell, Plank, Einstein
Dirac, Feynman, Hawking
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera

Heartly pleading 
For the 'Holy Grail' 
Of an unified theory 
Of Everything

In a Multiverse 
Of impossible possibilities, 
Parallel worlds, 
Transfinite sets and open totalities

Schrödinger’s cat dreams 
About imaginary numbers,

Half-dead, half-alive 
Inside a hidden variable

When Energy 
Becomes Mass 

By polarization into 
Opposite particles

And wave patterns 
Interfere among themselves

There is just one thing for sure:
Uncertainty...

Arte: 'DEVIRES', desenho de Aroldo Lacerda

POST-SCRIPTUM:

De vez em quanto gosto de me arriscar a traçar algumas linhas poéticas, seja em português ou em inglês. Neste caso, trata-se de uma tentativa 'filosófica' de abordar a cosmologia a partir de alguns conceitos da física teórica.

BECOMING = DEVIR [do latim ‘devenire’] - Verbo intransitivo; vir a ser, tornar-se, devenir.