The old curiosity shop

I found myself in the old curiosity shop

Looking for something strange and different

The owner said how about Schrodingers cat

I said did not curiosity kill that?

He said its a paradox unknown

Alive or dead its something you can still own

I said no.

He said how about a spider I have living in a parlour

I said do I look like a fly?

He said you can be anything you want to be

I said I have no desire to die.

I looked further searching for something new

But everything was old

And paradoxical in truth

I said have you got a quantum box

So that I can think outside it

Maybe it will inspire me to think of something new

He said I sold that only yesterday to a Jewish man with wild hair

But I do have a super string theory residing over there

I stated I do not have any needs for a bunch of incomplete theories

All grouped up into one.

Feeling rather down of heart and feeling rather glum

I saw a dust covered book on existentialism

And said have you got a theory for being and nothingness

He said Satre took that one today by his own authority

So I decided it was time to go home and started to leave

When I saw a quantum paradigm staring back at me

I suddenly felt exited and said is that paradigm something you would like to shift

He said for my friend most certainly

And I decided to take it

And as the paradigm shifted so did my quantum space

Now I find myself in Shambala on a Buddhist holiday.

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