Going Quantum

Using his advanced knowledge of the quantum world,

an evil physicist devises a way to make people disappear.

Dr. Maximillan Williams is some kind of brilliant;

Too bad he has to, in fact, be a villain.

In his classes he was always the quietest,

Lost in deep thoughts about the sciences,

Perpetually tinkering with newfangled appliances,

Never the least bit interested in social alliances,

Voted by his peers:

MOST LIKELY TO NEED A PSYCHIATRIST

"This great big world I see --

It's not everything, is it?"

Asked young Max to himself;

So he set about to find out

All he could about quantum physics.

So quick to learn,

His teachers did discern,

As they witnessed his mind churn;

He seemed destined and headed

On a collision course with CERN.

But somewhere along the way,

Something went horribly amiss;

The curious student of Nature

Transitions into evil scientist.

While writing a paper on Quantum MECHANICS,

His nefarious neurons had a thought --

(Genius but also quite satanic)

Why didn't he open his own auto body shop?

"If I look and act the part,

Pretending I can tend to cars,

I'll project an image

Of being honest and fair;

Then folks will bring me

Their vehicles for repair.

I can call the ruse MOTOR CORTEX,

It's a clever pun;

Inside I'll create a quantum vortex --

He he, this should be fun!

I'll convert engines into inimical inventions,

Spinning wheels into diminutive dimensions.

That kooky Doc Brown

And his flux capacitor?

Ha! My auto tweak --

Worlds more spectacular.

As the maniacal molecule manipulator,

I'll give new meaning to particle ACCELERATOR --

When unsuspecting drivers step on the gas,

Into the quantum realm they will pass.

Who needs a weapon

That's astronomic

When I can make victims

Go subatomic?"

Ever since the fiendish genius

Went all loco and psychopathic,

There's been a tragic and drastic

Decrease in the streets of traffic.

Speculation runs rampant,

As does the chatter:

Mass alien abduction?

Or something biblical --

The Rapture?

But in that sort of scenario,

Who could the cops capture?

It will be a while

Before Maximillan's brought to trial;

Meanwhile he'll smirk and smile

While teleporting motorists

Into quantum exile.

Perhaps the worst kind of devil

Is the one who can bedevil

On the molecular level.

Legend has it that a special suit exists, 
enabling its wearer to "jump" into alternate dimensions.
One man finds the legend is indeed fact.

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Might the legends be true?
Or merely an imagined ado?

Could it be more than a myth?
Might it actually exist?

Encased in glass,
Perfectly preserved
From decades past,
Rarely observed.

Black as the night,
Lined with gray,
Quantum technology
Integrated someway.

Why am I blessed
With this privileged access?
I cannot begin
To venture a guess.
I ask in my mind,
But I remain speechless.

I don't even recall
How in this place I came to be.
Two men walked me down a hall,
After snatching me off the street.

If my memory serves me,
They haven't uttered a word -
Merely escorted me through
A maze of corners and doors.

As I turn around
To find out what this is about,
The candle of my consciousness
Abruptly is snuffed out.

The next thing I know,
When finally I come to,
My body feels different -
Oh, I am wearing the storied suit!

From the shadows of the room,
Suddenly a hand appears.
An authoritative voice booms,
"To shield you from doom,
This helmet you must wear."

My heart pounds,
My mind races.
Still I haven't found
What even this place is.

I have so many questions
Which I lack the nerve to pose.
I get the strong impression
That somewhere epic
I am about to go.

Next I hear a sound,
Beginning in the foreground.
Soon it does surround.
My mind it does confound,
My confusion it does compound.
Frantically I look around
Into the shadows
But not a soul can be found.
This audio I'm hearing -
Louder and louder 
It does resound.

A nonhuman voice then speaks,
Digital in tone:
"Fifteen seconds to The Jump" -
Wait, that isn't very long!

Jump? Jump? Can it really be? 
Then the stories are true.
Oh this I can't believe!

As the countdown finishes,
And I near the last blip,
Two voices say in unison,
"Have a nice trip."

I close my eyes.
What will happen next?
My breath I hold,
My muscles I flex.

In a flash my reality changes,
Everything suddenly rearranges.

I feel that I am moving
At an incredible speed.
I feel nothing solid
Below my booted feet.

I have the distinct sensation
Of flying through the air.
My eyelids are still shut.
Open them do I dare?

I hear a loud whoosh,
Akin to a rushing wind.
I feel a mighty force
Hitting this super suit I'm in.

Eventually I open my eyes,
Reclaiming my sight.
I am mesmerized and hypnotized
By brilliantly colorful flashes of light.

Before I have the chance
To process the next thought,
The prismatic light show
Abruptly comes to a halt.

The journey is over,
The Jump is complete.
Once again earthly ground
Lies beneath my feet.

I'm not in a room.
Instead I am outside.
Why, this is my hometown!
But something isn't right.

There are the stores and shops
Where I always like to go.
But they should be over there,
On the opposite side of the road.

And who are these people?
I don't recognize any face.
What's going on here?
What is this place?

There is the old welcome sign,
Where it has always remained.
But the letters are wrong.
Did they change the name?

As quickly as possible
I procure a map whereupon
Opening it I fail to recognize
Any of the data printed thereon.

Locating a cop,
I ask where I am.
The words from his lips
Do not name my hometown.

Confused and frustrated,
I collapse on the curb,
When I hear in my helmet
These digitized words:

"Quantum Jump Successful" 
Then I snap to attention.
What do you know?
I've jumped to an alternate dimension!

All due to this amazing suit.
The fable is really a fact.
Now all that's left
Is the matter of jumping back.

Embark on a cosmic journey to discover the energy field
that creates all matter and connects all living things.

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If you will be so kind
To lend me your time,
I'll lead you on a climb
Of the metaphysical kind;
Just one cautionary rhyme --
Don't stand too close behind
Your presently cherished paradigm.

From various cosmic residences
Arrive messages of ethereal elegance,
Offering majestic evidence
Of Infinite Intelligence.

You are about to meet personalities
Who all vibrate in different realities;
Yet each one figuratively swims in the
Same invisible sea of quantum energy.

Extraterrestrial races,
Unearthly faces,
Outlandish places --
Traces still of THE FIELD...

* * *

"I am Xteerah,
Birthed in The Crystal Caves
Of Angkthera;
I am a warrior,
Reducing all my enemies to nil,
For I've mastered
The secrets of The Field."

* * *

"I am Gyxu,
My planet is bathed
In a purplish hue;
It is a plane
Of constant change,
We make all things new --
It helps us tap into
The power of The Field."

* * *

"I am Kazallazxa,
Governing Commander
Of the world Xa --
A place that's utterly aqua;
Water is our reality,
No land at all but still,
Still we deal
With the effects of The Field."

* * *

"I am Qo,
My home is known as Cebes;
I'm a member of a species
Who glow;
Each luminous pulse
Is a synched result
Of the energy in The Field."

* * *

"I am Lyrryos,
Our star is Sirius;
If you landed on our planet,
You wouldn't see us --
No sign of life around,
For we dwell underground,
Call us subterranean aliens,
Yet no matter how deep we build,
It weakens not The Field."

* * *

"I am Majnus Cymterii,
I'm a luminary
In the constellation of Cygnus;
It is my mission
To teach the worlds
In my system
The rules of The Field."

* * *

"I am Oood,
My habitation is Thace;
Even if you somehow could
Reach every nook of Space,
Still you would
Never ever find this place;
No condescension intended,
Yet we know it taxes human comprehension
To accurately conceptualize parallel dimensions;
This observation notwithstanding,
Just like you,
We are standing
On the terrain of The Field."

* * *

No matter the galaxy,
Among any star family,
One truth would be revealed --
Many worlds but One Field.

Understanding illusions,
Mirages of the mind --
That's the solution
To navigating Space-Time.

There is force behind The Field,
Much more than a shield;
It links every life form --
From advanced celestial beings
To the lowliest earthworm.

Just when you think 
You know what's real,
You collide with this thing,
This thing called The Field.

Just when you think
You know all the basics,
You awaken to this thing,
This thing called The Matrix.

All situations seem dire,
The future ominous,
Until one becomes wired
Into the grid of consciousness.

It's only as real
As you think and feel --
That's the deal
Within The Field.

Watch your step,
Awaken or be killed;
You are traversing
The invisible MindField.

The only thing that matters
About all universal matter
Is this all-important matter
Of the Mind behind all matter.

© Matt Decker

(For more sci-fi stories, order my book SPACE & RHYME)