Quantum Credo

abacus!
abacus!

a number, i'm a number too!

so it is, but which one are you? you're not a number too?

i resemble the license plate
of a car

driven very far:

one way there, another way back

for many ways around the

circles all between.

from coast to coast, and back again,

whippy hoo, then some more, here and there.

lucky for a house, around the corner a little house.

a
number too, if a set, and so the address on its street

i'm not the address or the house, of course

but
who knows that more than 2 and 2?

here, where there are three windows, a garden, and a door.

two chimneys and two floors. always more.

there are at least seven windows more, if one counts that far.

that makes nine and one, and two from seven is
five. 5 senses and 9 is fourteen.

two years too young to drive, and two from twelve like four from fourteen.

we have North and South
and East and West that make four,

but all cardinal directions are four more. they are eight.

eight watches of the castle clock. turris
fortis mihi Deus.

i would be very simple and mild; very gentle and even.

and there is a tree, see, and for a number it could be ...

heavy
leaves, old branches, old knots,

that rustle and bend a little with the breeze, as the sun shines

but not because "of gravity".

could seem like infinity, somewhere in a circle, for a creed

yes, who would not be for a creed? not one to
rack the brains

of obtaining necessity: yet a creed, a house, and a road am i.

a numeric house, with a very little government, egomet.

my own, with a VIN: a vehicle identification number that goes on and on,

like snakes and feathers, to trail the universal intellect of whatever's good

the road or path a process withal, the reckoning a long journey

that goes on and on. aures auribus

it goes 1, 2, 3: A , B, C: therefore ahnuvzab zap 5665

per singulos dies, to believe with evidence in infinity, that it exists, because numbers would not exist unless
there was an end or purpose.

quantity, after all, is part of logic. a parallel, it must be formal.

what must be must be. zax cav binim.

the number 1, for instance, makes clear that there is only one

infinity, because infinity can only be counted once, of course.

to count infinity once, forever is enough.

to count it all, an accountant
does not count infinity many times,

any more than he would add or multiply his way into it,

which cannot be done. no-no-no: three no's in
one.

#1 also indicates there are a great many numbers to follow less than infinity,

and there is not enough time to count them all.

even with time, the next one always gets ahead, one more

and who would have enough time to count them all, all the numbers?

who would try to do it?

there are as many ones in all of them, as there are as many ... numbers.

as many doors: as places and windows too,

where doors, there are windows, and everthing may have a number.

with so many, one may wonder, are there as many
places as windows and numbers, and how many doors and bells could that be?

so
infinity, counted once, cannot be counted by all multitudes

any more than as many numbers that being counted one by one

could possibly lead up to it.

it is evident by many cars, and so many numbered plates that exist,

that go beyond in columns and rows, as they would go on forever,

like quasi infinity, that actual infinity is something more

which even if counted
once, with good luck for traffic, is beyond

any fantastic numerations other than once anon of one.