Perspectives change as we mature,
The things we thought we understood,
Like innocence cannot endure,
What now is bad, before was good.
We stand inside and gaze without
Where formerly we had looked in,
Now all is enshrouded with doubt,
We never see when we begin.
Perspectives change so rapidly,
But does the world move or do we?
Perceptions change as we observe,
Objectively there are no facts;
Relative time, space in a curve,
A quantum jump by parallax.
The doctrine of the Absolute
Was once, but now no more can be,
For Heisenberg lies at the root
Of truth: all is uncertainty.
Perceptions change, but so do we.
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