
I wish I were very small. I want to live in the world of the smallest of things, like quarks and quanta.
I want to dance unpredictably. I want to be unknowable, probable at best. I hope observing me inspires wonder, curiosity, a degree of uncertainty.
I want to be many things at once in harmony and discord. Sometimes more one thing than another, but always all of it. I want to be free from the limitations of determinism and binaries and outdated laws.
I want to make up reality one measurement at a time. I want to have complex value that mathematics strain to translate.
I’m tired of the weak computational power of 1’s and 0’s. I’m tired of having to choose between only one thing and one other thing or declare myself before I’m sure.
I wish I were very small because I feel very small. If the largest objects in our universe might govern our minds, bodies, souls, or at least offer us lessons, what about the smallest? I’d like to move like them, too.
I want to exist in a quantum state. Or perhaps I already am. Perhaps we already are. It’s difficult and strange in a pragmatic, concrete world. At least I am not nothing.