Schrödinger’s Cat

This is my belief:

Reality isn’t one way or the other

Sometimes it’s both ways

Or lots of ways

Or no way at all

Or ways no one has thought of yet.

I believe this is true

Which is a useful concept because it makes sense

To me

And it makes me smile a bit

But it isn’t exactly the truth…

In fact, it isn’t the truth at all.

Sharp like a razors edge is the Path

The sages say difficult to traverse….

For them anyhow.

All I know is

Every night

Behind my house

Schrödinger’s cat dances back and forth with ease over Occam’s razor

Yowling and howling like a mad banshee back from the dead

Meowleooo. Meowleoo. Meowleoo.

Which means Who am I. Who am I. Who am I.

In Cat.

I believe he may be on to something.

But it makes it hard to sleep.

Reviews

[Jamie]

I like the basis of poem being off of Schrodinger's Cat. As a psychology major, that caught my eye pretty quick. Though original a concept of physics, it was picked up by psychology quite quickly for obvious reasons.

The juxtaposition of the statements made, the whole point, and you did it exceptionally well.
"Or lots of ways"
"Or no ways at all"
and
"...like a mad banshee back from the dead." as in, if we can't see the cat, is it really there? Is it dead? Is it alive?
I had to look up Occam's Razor. I was unfamiliar with the concept.

I absolutely love the usage of principles of science/philosophy/psychology [depending on your perspective or field of knowledge and training].

I think my favorite line is "Schrodinger's cat dances back and forth with ease over Occam's Razor..."
I can easily picture that in a literal sense--that whole second half of the second stanza actually.
I would recommend breaking into a third stanza starting with "All I know is..." for aesthetic effect, but that's minor.

Overall, fantastic work. This is absolutely amazing. Great job.

[Chip Murison]

Wow- thanks for the rave review Elendarin. :-) I'm glad you liked it and got it.
This is the first time I've actually publicly posted any of my poetry. I usually show it to friends and family who say it's very nice and give me a dead pan stare.
You are right -the poem is a psychological piece and wasn't intended to be a comment on quantum physics or science. The "Who am I" question by the cat is actually a reference to a meditation technique taught by Ramana Maharshi where the mediator asks that question and ponders the answer by asking "Who am I that is asking." The poem is really about the burning away of concepts to find who we really are.
Thanks a lot for your comments. I really appreciate them. I will take your advice and do the break too.

[Lorry]

I think you are right on the money here....and totally wrong too.....as well as the words that only make sense in the other 22 dimensions. :)
Love the image of Schrodingers cat dancing on Occam's razor. You should have been a teacher my friend, would certainly have made me enjoy school more. Brilliant job yet again.

[Penlady]

Cats are an entity unto themselves...enjoyed so much the visions you've provided here...

[Chip Murison]

Yes they really are! Thanks so much Penlady!

[Davidgeo]

Quantum decoherance is a hell of a thing.

We are here, we are there, we are elsewhere.

[Chip Murison]

Yes it is. :-)