First Light Machine

The third charge of nature
Is the shift of phase neutral
A perfect change of stature
For an imperfect change of structure.

The picture that’s painted
Of a theorists black hole
Is a curious question
And a logical revolt.

The anniliation of matter
On an anti-time stance
Is the creation of a vacume
On the balance of chance.

A now spacetime traveler
On the heals of the past
Is a new phase ship passenger
In an alternative trance.

A rotating universe
Against a stationary point
A spacetime condundrum
A universal theory to anoint.

The one minuet moment
Of unsightly face
In a wonderful moment
Of magnificent grace.

The many driven torrent
Of insignificant waste
Is a relevant moment
Of inconsistent space.

A quantum theory
Of gravity
Is an elegant
Age old race.

To find the grail
Of what’s real;
A reflection
Of god’s face.

Gravity makes light
A directional change
By correcting the illusion
Of a two dimentional plane.

A curious computation
Of theoretical range
Asks for a logical reverse
On the meaning of age.

Four dimentional characters
Are often united
In seeking their mysteries
Where logic is slighted.

Four dimentional objects
Are never united
While seeking a balance
That can never be righted.

Four dimentional reasons
Are never unguided
In seeking illusions
That can never sighted.

Zero-sum total tempered claims
Disclose and deliver, heat and flames
Ensuring that silent energy wanes
To allow for dark and distrubring shames.

Since the silence
Since the dawn
The emotional revolution
Is gone.

After the capture
After its set
Human evolution
Is met.