is an arrow of increasing correlations and
one’s perception is movement from known past
to unknown future, but we find randomness
that cannot be undone on this quantum walk.
Entropy increases but all the possibilities exist.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from.
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
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