Fractal
Mirrored
Resonance chambered
A bullet
Flying around the world
At the speed of time
Never aging even a day
Physicists shudder
At the weak grasp
Words fail
For they are components
Of a system that cannot be defined without
Itself
An itself
With itself
As its boundaries
A territory
Concomitantly mapped
With no edges
Spin the globe
And the one lake
Never stops
Being represented
Writ large
Inside
Each of the oceans
Writ small
In the molecules
Indescriptive
Without the language
That doesn't exist
For even making up words
Still captured
By the recursions
Excursions
Back to the patterns
Back to the stories
So to leave the context
Can't be done
Those who preach
A simulation as our situation
Do not have it quite right
For the situation
Is situated
Only within itself
And the simulation
Is running on the code of its own
Simulated
Virtuality
Really the reality
Built using itself
As the building blocks
Of the rest of reality
So I'll let it alone
Stop looking for the end of the string
To unravel it all
And listen instead
To the context
Ringing inside my ears
Or is it outside
Paying special attention
To the details
And the largeness
While not forgetting
The middle rungs
Roman Ryan 