26/04/2026
Could there be a civilization on a moat of dust?
A microscopic epic, where the narrator waits,
Already in the space, a boiling heat,
Thinking, writing, sensing the weight of the gaze.
For the observer is never a ghost—
Attention is a tangible force, an arm of light
Stretching out to grab the dance,
Collapsing the "maybe" into the "now."
You think you are just measuring,
But it is super obvious: you are affecting the situation.
That is the entanglement—the silver thread
Between the heart and the subatomic world.
And the truth? It is a multifaceted crystal,
A black and white blob that is both face and vase,
A letter that is neither acceptance nor rejection
Until the fingers touch the seal.
Lower your awareness. Let your trousers taste the floor.
Oh, it is dry.
The magnet is already broken, and the reality is fractured,
But we do not hide the break—we reveal it.
We stay, we stay, we stay, we expand,
Spending ourselves into the architecture of the room,
Refusing to collapse back into the closed duo,
Refusing to be just one thing at a time.
For life is plural.
Today, I am a plankton, bioluminescent and shaking,
Tomorrow, a boy, or a wave passing through two slits.
We are already quantum, you and I—
Through our animisms, our intuition, our spiral tattoos,
Through the soft spot on a baby’s head where the Khwan resides.
The media technology is but a shamanic circuit,
A ritual system built to touch the invisible elephant.
How do we take this knowledge home into our bodies?
We move toward the uncertainty.
It is not a place to get lost; it is a partner to dance with.
We jump into the bungee jump of the unknown,
Finding the "excited joy" in the falling.
And when the dance finishes, and the interference fades,
We find that the ordinary mind was the way all along—
A living resonance, a breath in the void,
Still sifting for civilizations on a moat of dust.
A small island called Koh Phangan,
a microcosm that is part of global tourism and digital economy
where multicultures collide in the fluffy soft water and warm Thai smiles.
For bodies are what all of us have,
that which hold quantum possibilities
For us to become whole, again.
