Un-stuff

giving us depth, breadth and height

holding  every 3D molecule in due order

precedence, density:

setting out the directions, quadrants

and the nadir and zenith.

A homely planetary map to orient by,

keep upright.

A primer for  the opposites and duality,

by the push-pull Yin and Yang,

materializing abstract principles

and sacred geometries into form;

engineering impossibilities

into blueprints and protocols

then on to tangible realities  so-called;

All, perceived or subjectively verified

by some kind of sensory device

innerly, or out.

By relationship. Relativity.

 

Yet

“Each man is  an island”

likewise every cell,

and who knows, every cell, a Man.

 

He/they may, like all that’s born and dies somehow breathe, move, reproduce

whether in micro seconds or millenia,

upheld and contained

part of, entangled while distinct.

The chance to blow apart to smithereens

or collapse into blackest nothings

fended off by darling gravity:

one-track, straight-jacketed - up to down

guardian and enabler of 3D Life itself.