it is addressed thusly:
A thought.
it reads:
The cobbled stones that paved the ways
The walls of homes and ev'ry block
The mountain tall to split the rays
Beside its wall, the massive rock
And each beside, as Swift averred
With it to reside, but not as fleas
Look now around, you who preferred
To squint at the ground; to espy the seas
You will soon find the sibling size
Of each in kind is not as we believe
Atom and star will not make you wise
So far from ratio-relatavity.
a postscript is here written:
I, "Our common assumption about a universe made of large jumps in scale, is not borne out in complex systems."

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