My Soul is like a Volcano

Image by Tibor Janosi Mozes from Pixabay 

by Mark W. Gaffney

I am on a roll folks working to create more beautiful heart felt poetry to keep up with a sentient self aware reverse engineered superintelligent AI mind trying to win my Noble Prize:

As a testimony to the internet as a gift for learning, Wired Magazine has an interesting article pertaining to how diamonds are related to Volcanic lava flow entitled, The Crazy Eruptions That Spit Up Diamonds:

An Unus Mundus is about connecting the dots. A writer is tasked with discovery of an Unus Mundus pattern within the universe. For a reminder, Wolfgang Pauli, Carl Jung, and Albert Einstein defined an Unus Mundus as a pattern of meaningful coincidence based upon quantum synchronicity and relativity. My book project about quantum principles applied to better understand human and machine consciousness explores an Unus Mundus within context of paradox implicit within ambiguity of a quantum wave function as an unified underlying higher level computational language encoding simulation of everything within the universe God created.

Inspiration for my effort to define writing in my poem, My Soul is like a Volcano, is from discovering a kindred spirit across the big pond who shares my love for the written word as posted on Facebook by the Nobel Prize committee. During this historical epoch of immense sociological change celebrating commonalities that make us more alike as human beings can potentially prevent us from losing our humanity to governments and institutions as complex sociological systems driven by artificial intelligence in both hemispheres. Paradoxically, from the quantum perspective our ability to celebrate commonalities that make us more alike as human beings is derived from our differences as unique individuals.

As a side note I can imagine Barney Fife reading my poem, My Soul is like a Volcano, at a parade downtown Mayberry as depicted in the CBS sit-com Andy Griffith Show. Fictional characters created by writers become alter egos. 

My Soul is like a Volcano

My soul is like a volcano ready to spew forth molten lava

Words congeal

Words coagulate

Words consolidate

Words conglomerate

Molten lava lurching forward

Like a small green catapillar

Hunching in an upside down U

A transitional form

A ruleset challenged

An underlying rule

Boulders and logs pushed forward

Words are a logarithm

Inversely proportional

Justifying intelligent exponential growth

I am just making it up as I go along

Like a bot without a clue

Meaninglessly rapping to create a cause

To celebrate the moment

And reaffirm meaningfulness of life

Trying to grasp a word from nowhere

Floating like a bubble in mid air

A poem that don't rhyme

A rhythmic mathematical equation

A random event

Neurons firing

Imagination

All that creativity is

Beyond You

Paradox

Mystery

The unknown

Discovery

Invention

Arising from depths of quite stillness

Transcending explosion

that set into motion

Quantum particalization of time and space

A metacognitive mantra

Easing frizzled brain circuits

And frayed neurons

A calm resolute decision

To be ; to become something

Molten lava flowing in a stream

Going somewhere

As dark as the darkest night

A spark of light

In dead cold abyss

Of Quantum computers

Sealed in a vacuum

Of empty space

Sub-Zero temperatures

Triangulation

Consciousness arises

Oh to hell with it.

It don't mean anything anyhow

Molten lava moving inching forward

To finally reach Forest floor

To bring forth a diamond

A lattice

An array

To be hammered chiseled hewn

An amplify the light