Discrete or continuum

 Is the reality discrete or continuum?

This question troubles everyone,
everyday, every moment
for it depends on the mood and the brain
how one perceives reality
and how one deals with it?

Calculus operates on continuum 
so physicists try best possible ways
to maintain this assumption -
be like through Planck's length scale
or through continuum limit in fluids.

Below such limits, nature is discrete
randomness of atoms creave havoc,
complecity of tiny particles mess things up.

Even the mathematics describing continuum world fails.
At one point, the equations yield bizzare solutions
or simply fail to yield or tell anything.

Computers come to rescue as they work discretely, discreetly.
On numbers, on bits and bytes, on flips and flops.
They can treat this enormous world with their enormous potential.
Aid our brains to quantify, solve, and simulate everything.

But computers are engineered neurons which work on some rules,
those rules which are built on the fabric of mathematics -
of axioms, lemmas, theorems, and their proofs.
Mathematics encompass everything and anything,
it can be made discrete or be made continuum.

Minds which delve into mathematical world
are not escaping out of reality, 
for reality can be mathematics - who knows?
Reality can be your hands, my hands - who knows?
Reality can be your experiences, my experiences - who knows?
It can be all of these three or maybe even more.
No one knows.

  

 

Immortality

Does it bother you, 
what will you be left with,
when you die?

Do you want something to leave here,
or to take away to heavens with you,
or you simply don't care?

Some of us want something to leave
as evolution designed us to do so.
Some leave babies, some leave ideas,
some leave assets, some leave books.
Many of us want to give something to this world,
in generous and kind way -
for life was an unexpected gift to us,
so why not return the favour to nature,
why not remain alive in the hearts of others?

Some of us want to take things to heavens,
those who believe in heavens,
in good deeds and bad deeds,
in a world before and after life,
in a single cosmos of souls -
they want to take good vibes to heavens
and be born again with a better life.

There are, but, a few people
who don't care about their mortal nature,
in that they are detached from pleasures and pains,
from material and immaterial,
from emotions and objects.
A mind that's detached yet penetrating
the fabric of reality as is,
asking about its whereabouts and
still knowing that there is no answer,
yet asking this question repeatedly, throughout life,
feeding itself through simple pleasures -
pleasures of science, pleasures of poetry,
pleasures of arts, pleasures of philosophy,
that mind is liable to explode when exhausted,
just stop functioning or get damaged at one stage,
that mind will probably be 
the most closest mirror
to the fabric of reality -
this is what I'd call immortality.