Kester Brewin, author of "Other: Loving Self, God, and Neighbor in a World of Fractures," reads his poem "Perhaps I Prefer The Inefficiencies of This Universe To The Cold Efficiency of Your Myriad Others" during his session in the geodesic dome venue at Wild Goose Festival 2011 (WGF11)
NOTE: Audio is kind of quiet so you might need headphones in to hear it.
Here's the text of the poem:
Perhaps I Prefer The Inefficiencies of This Universe
To The Cold Efficiency of Your Myriad Others
Two clocks moving apart
At light speed never separate
And, in time, are forever together.
As soon as you Equalled the product of m and c-squared,
You locked us in:
No information shall travel faster than light,
Yes, our infinity, given a limit:
46.5 billion light years
To the edge
But you are there, and I here,
And strangely, from each centre elsewhere,
A new spacetime arcs out,
Socking the eye with an infinite number of
And thus, inevitably, an infinite number of you.
Some mother said I was unique, but now
A father's physics wants me to believe in
Beginning 10 to the 10
to the 29 metres far away.
Too far, and yet too close,
For my comfort.
Hugh Everett III, what have you done?
"The existence of other universes
Said your Many Worlds Interpretation,
Which denied too the objective reality
Of wavefunction collapse.
And I'm like, WTF?
You go on:
"Between 0 and 1:
A single random number
With all its infinite decimals,
Is expressed, computationally,
The computational expression
Of the whole set of numbers
That exist there."
A universe of infinite parallels
May be more economic
Than a straight, linear,
Somewhere you and I are together,
Though, in this universe, we are apart,
And somewhere else there are more in betweens
Than we could ever fathom.
And that may be more efficient
And now my gourd is swirling,
What is love, and life and us,
Other than to trust in this membrane-thin world,
And chose to forego
In the infinite possibility
Of the efficient multiverse,
And dig long