Angels singing / Quantum creating
Kate Rose
12/9/20231 min read


There is a constant sound, rhythm, resonance
that I experience as the Angels singing.
Once I asked, how do the Angels talk to God?
And then I heard a joyful choir.
The Quantum world is right here
pushing against me, bursting my cells.
It has plucked me
out of my warm, comfortable, safe chrysalis
and dropped me, wet winged,
into a gravity free space,
where any and all resistance,
any attachments to form and ideas,
cause enormous pain.
Now as I recover my human body health,
I see that it follows my pattern
of spiritual seeking and progress,
which is cliff jumping with no bungee cord,
and has invariably involved being in the Humpty Dumpty Loka
of smashing into many pieces
and gravel in my teeth.
All I have to do is continue to infinitely expand
rather than contract into a desired, missed, safer, familiarity.
Since that familiar reality doesn't exist anymore,
the contraction is useless.
Non è utile.