by Blanche Mclanahan

Created on: April 12, 2009

CHECKMATE
In these quantum spaces void of time which knows no fate, Inertia holds reflection in thresholds on which to begin the race. Any space without time shall succumb in time to shed space and it is herein the atom's nucleus dictates. Particles flow and too collide in silence of an unseen force, her concave chamber a door once open sets our course. Here the lines run parallel for mean in flow the frequency, velocity and potential settles in line of the spectral harmony. Now within confines of her unceasingly limited borders, we view two lines who now must cross in perpendicular of disorder. A point in the origin of fate where is gained new directive...knows checkmate and the professed foil now to be one subjective.

Electromagnetic waves flush organizing quantum particles, respective of the order in gravity's last concentric circle. Photon beams of light are linear and drawn in of the momentum, magnetic pull in confined space supplies gravity's required energy essential.

A pawn now this King whose distance will always be heard, as hydrogen from the sun diffuses with silence of the unspoken word. A message to those mortal to pay in full the peasants wage, a prize we win in sum as these quantum spaces merrily disengage.
In view of the King's cup and sparkling shining ladle, lies reflect the secrets to that told in the fable. For the eye to peer the atom's convex surface or deflective frame, is a picture twice upright and the face is to match the name. But as we look from the inside out in profile of the other side, our perspectives change and the brain inverts concavities reflective ride.
Inside the atom's centre is four times the right angled view, with height though upside down is brief of the nuclear preview. Light decides the incidence as entropy conforms to sight, now inversion sets reflection on the other side upright. A square confines each player within the game of life's sphere, Checkmate is never final in the circle after shadows disappear.

So it is, what the eye cannot see lays claim it does not exist.
Then, is it not the mind that sees what is and is not there?

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