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schrödinger's cat.. or box it carefully

so is it the cat dead or alive?
well.. let's take a peek!

it is my soul,
  it is my heart,
  it is my half time, part space idea of a god?
  could be the fur,
  should be the godess of nocats,
  might be the sun.. black, mighty, trap of light in no hunting area, but in the open season of us!

..who's at the box again!?
  holow graphic multi verse!?
  rubi?
  cornu copiae, pandora itself?
  hunting and trapping season for ghosts?
  harvests of chances on a fifty-infinitely lives of pi?

..who's in the far east thru north west again?
  shallow waters,
  sliding doors,
  colours of pray in the hunger games?

..then again what's with the box?
  i just see it like..
  what is... in the hat?
 (now you see me??)
  the question/answers construction should be - the schrödinger dude is on the scene doing the prestige or in the audience like all others!?

so is it the schrödinger's act dead or alive?
  i think it sould be a fat..
  a fat cat!
  sizeing from left to right and from behind to front and from bottom to top and from i to i squared
  and..
    from to for eternity..
    that meaning for the status quo..
    meaning for the state of mind..
    meaning i don't know how or if someone or something or some*/$%#^&\!~ had/be the tool to box-ing or the hat!

so why questioning the cat, besides fun? i don't want to think of that, i kinda know/we kinda know..
let the cat throw that question!! we might be / we might be not!

so is it the cat dead or alive?
well.. god might also throw dice!

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