Το ποίημα αυτό το έγραψε κάποιος άλλος όχι εγώ. Είχα την τύχη να το διαβάσω απόψε. Είναι σε πολύ αρχικό στάδιο ακόμη αλλά μου άρεσε πολύ η συνειρμική κλωστή του κι έτσι το παραθέττω:
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Περίεργο πράγμα!
Πιάσαμε τα δύο άκρα και τα 'χουμε ξεχειλώσει
Απο τη μια η απουσία-απο την άλλη, ξανά η απουσία!
Περίεργο πράγμα!
Δεν είναι καλό ή κακό -είναι απλά περίεργο...
Μα μέσα στην αμφιβολία του-γιατί φυσάει στραβά;
Να τος και ο Κρόνος ήρθε να μας το δείξει-
Το δις σοφέ μου άμοιρε τι σου ρθε να το κάνεις;
Συγνώμη κε Shroedinger μα δεν ξέρω τι κάνει η γάτα...
...ΚΙ ΟΜΩΣ ΚΑΠΟΤΕ ΞΗΜΕΡΩΝΕΙ...
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Erwin Schrödinger wrote: "One can even set up quite ridiculous cases. A cat is penned up in a steel chamber, along with the following device (which must be secured against direct interference by the cat): in a Geiger counter there is a tiny bit of radioactive substance, so small, that perhaps in the course of the hour one of the atoms decays, but also, with equal probability, perhaps none; if it happens, the counter tube discharges and through a relay releases a hammer which shatters a small flask of hydrocyanic acid. If one has left this entire system to itself for an hour, one would say that the cat still lives if meanwhile no atom has decayed. The psi-function of the entire system would express this by having in it the living and dead cat (pardon the expression) mixed or smeared out in equal parts.
It is typical of these cases that an indeterminacy originally restricted to the atomic domain becomes transformed into macroscopic indeterminacy, which can then be resolved by direct observation. That prevents us from so naively accepting as valid a "blurred model" for representing reality. In itself it would not embody anything unclear or contradictory. There is a difference between a shaky or out-of-focus photograph and a snapshot of clouds and fog banks"
The point of the cat experiment, if i understand correctly, is that it is is hard to negate the assumption of independent reality for the cat and even harder to determine the observer since the cat may or may not partake in consciousness. Either way, nobody really doubts that the presence or absence of the cat is something independent of the act of observation...
To loose the cat in that case is to be confronted by the greatest paradox of all- it may or may not be there or both simultaneously but indiscernibly to the human eye... to me it voices the void of inexplicable absence before which, with no means of understanding or explaining, the observer (or poetic I) stands dumbfouned.
The third way, the gray choice so to speak always leaves the chooser hungry or lost- in my experience anyway. It may go as far as to negate the very sturdiness of reality which one sets out to support or prove.
I love this poem.
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