The findings of quantum physics are startling to us all.  Well, maybe not to all of us, but certainly to the way the world now perceives matter.  These findings impact the material world dramatically as well as corroborate the truths of the spiritual world that have been labeled as “miracles” for centuries.  These findings are the fodder for an inspirational song I have written these past few days that is being orchestrated now in my recording studio for WFM vocalist, Julia Wade’s new CD, Silk Road.

As American physicist, Barbara Brennan, states in her book ‘The Hands of Light‘: “Through experiments over the past few decades physicists have discovered matter to be completely mutable into other particles or energy and vice-versa and on a subatomic level, matter does not exist with certainty in definite places, but rather shows ‘tendencies’ to exist.  Quantum physics is beginning to realize that the Universe appears to be a dynamic web of interconnected and inseparable energy patterns.  If the universe is indeed composed of such a web, there is logically no such thing as a part.  This implies we are not separated parts of a whole but rather we are the Whole.”

This is just the beginning of a whole series of articles, comments, theories and scientific findings on the non-existence of matter.  If you are a regular reader of this blog, you already know what I think about all this.  Here’s just a bit more thought on the subject – not necessarily a scientific approach, but certainly a more poetic or lyrical approach to the subject.

NOTHING
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

What is the chaff to the wheat?
Nothing
What is the dross to the gold?
What is the darkness to light?
Nothing
Nothing’s still nothing a thousand fold

Nothing’s no more than a fraud
Trying to be something when really it’s nothing
Claiming existence with no real consistency
What is matter to God?
What is matter to God?
Nothing
Nothing

What is the false to the truth?
Nothing
What are the tears to the crier?
What is an absence to presence?
Nothing
What is the ash to the raging fire?

What is the gain if a million lives
Are lost while the world is obsessed making war?
What is the point?  Good God!  What are the spoils?
What on earth is it for?
What on earth is it all for?
Nothing
Nothing

What is the past to the present?
Nothing
What are the remnants of time?
What are the scraps and shavings of dreams
Forgotten and long left behind?
What of a thought considered then spurned
And left in the dust forsaken?
What was it worth?  What does it matter?
If it was simply mistaken

What is death to life?
Nothing
What are the findings discovered by science?
What are the laws on which we place reliance
When we find the findings were flawed?
What is matter to God?
Nothing
Nothing

What is the chaff to the wheat?
Nothing