PRIMORDIAL GOO
A sort of jell-o:
rather than dust, an alternative way
to become, begin.
When light got invented
whether by chance or intent
all it showed up was a maelstrom
of primitive particles
- gamma, plasma, quarks.
free-falling in the Void
- neither up nor down,
without context, extension or direction;
nor Gravity - spiral, elipse or core.
Pure and perfect chaos,
a wayward process.
Though wouldn’t it need an observer,
dear prof?!
All those eons ago before any Time;
for hydrogen to find somewhere to stop.
Given a few trillion nothings.
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