TERRA INFINITA
“A Poem for The Writers”
There are no words as beautiful as languages
Enchanting, thrilling, destruct the intoxicating
Thirsting, refreshing, bringing to life the deadly
There are no numbers as accurate as the universe
Created from 6 phases, ends in number 6
Dividing it into three world powers
Earth, water, fire
Space, time, living things
Love, hatred, paradox
Right, left, warfare
By dashing the numbers and languages into smallest pieces
We are united in a pixel matrix
Turn on the radar and catch the waves
All of smallest things in the universe
Through the languages, we are alive
Living in punctuality
We met through written language
Innumerable omega
You and I, we are synergistic units
Coming from the same light
Refracting then fades
Disappearing in permanency
Terra Infinita
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I am grateful” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
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