Boltzmann's Brain - Donna J Snyder

thought invents other then self surpasses time's illusion self's illusion time’s arrow only a construct a concession to psychology our emotional attachment to the notion of senses objective reality a comforting myth but only goes so far thought sleeps dreams of universe multiverse nothingness dreams of somethingness but has its doubts thought dreams constellations their starry gravity impels our momentum and even as they die they compel us to resist change but only if we are matter only if matter really matters and is in motion only if motion raises the temperature of the bodies in question only if the density and viscosity are low and the matter diffused but really who believes in ideal anything much less matter you know and I know there is nothing constant or ideal the pocket full of posies unreal as the heat death of the universe no being independent of mind or object relationships construed where none exists here or there becomes where you are thought evokes kinetic energy as if our bodies were in motion a line between points nothing more than kinetic theory our particles no where moving in straight lines no velocity no direction gravity isn’t even invited to the party thought creates me but neither it nor I exist nothing left but heuristics entropy the only constant and that may not be true either