Scientific mind

 A mind so sharp like an edge of a sword,
it pierces the fabric of reality 
and opens it, like a door to heaven.

What's heaven or what's hell?
Nothing matters to it, 
for it has nowhere to go
and nowhere it belongs.

It belongs to the place
where it breathes now,
where it senses now
and where it meditates now.

It finds mathematical underpinnings
and simple postulates 
that defies all criticisms.
Any experiments which disproves it,
just disembellishes the whole theory.

There is no fundamental truth that mind knows,
theories do work, but work under restraints.
You relax restraints, the theory falls apart
like a machine collapses when its bolts loosen,
or a body falls down when its joints lose their grip.

Hence, what's more mighty is the reality, not the mind.
Impossible is the mind which conquers or mimics reality.
A mind is bound to provide abstractions,
imaginations that feel close to reality.
It might work really well or not at all -
it doesn't matter. 
What matters the most
is a never-ending quest
of a limited mind
to appreciated the reality as is.
To stay open and get surprised
every second
of this only life that you've got.