I ‘m A Numberist Poem by Kevin Patrick

I am a numberist, not the establishment of orthodoxy
The principal of relativity and standard of common truth.
Tabulated from exponents of testimonial values
God is Archimedes and the trinity is equilateral
The principles of reality are manifold exponential
My order is of the physical, I am not transcendental

Quadratic equations are the bible of the physical
Its truth can be fear and its pain is our medicinal
Like observing the value of a train that’s oscillating
Or screams of a clown whose heart is palpitating
Far into the east among the singing dunes of Taklimakan
While yonder far in sleepless waves of the blue Solomon

all these things are reveled into their fixed multitudes
The certainty of destiny is just a random category

Einstein is my Jesus with the better degree
He discovered the principles of mass and energy
That duality of particles is the transit of orientation
And lay down the principles of a higher definition
My saints are Pouli, Dirc and Schrondinger’s Cat
For in truth he is a martyr for the quantum rat trap

Negative numbers are dirty Mormons in disguise
While Jehovah’s fall somewhere on an imaginary line
A faith without a basis is a decimal of a percentage
With zero as its average, until it gains a little adage
So I am a numberist, not established with orthodox
My believe things are relative like the smell of dirty sox

I worship calculators and skip down the Riemann line
But I don't observe a Sabbath unless its Christmas time
While sitting on the grassy knoll I watch the universe go by
Knowing God's a perfect particle you can't imagine until you try
It’s not the magic of the unknowing but the knowing that is beauty
From tiny cells to big galaxies, it’s what exists that is true divinity