The collapse of a wave function has left me and you here. From shapes with edges. Creating forms. To the edges becoming lines. Creating forms. To lines of energy. Creating forms. And strands of DNA. Creating forms. Then the vibration of Strings. Creating forms. A journey to understanding seems to be what life and art are all about. The collapse of a wave function has left me and you here. Here in this one Chaotic metaverse of unknown numbers we vie for needs and desires. Creating forms of living and beliefs that compete. Art. Life. Always changing. What if Heaven is another Metaverse. And Hell another. Why not? What if the Heaven metaverse is paradise. No wants. No desires. Total worship of a deity many here call God. Praising with no end. What if the Hell metaverse is horrid torture and mental anguish. Suffering with no end. The collapse of a wave function has left me and you here. Of course I am pleased I landed here on this ball of confusion rather than either of those. It suit...