When I look - reality freezes
Amorphous waves of quantum probability
Spread throughout spacetime
Instantaneously collapse into a point
Powerful glance this
Could go to your head
How can this be?
How can probability in a far galaxy
Simultaneously change with just my looking here
Even if receding galaxies could agree
What simultaneous means?
And what if I just thought about looking?
What strangeness lies behind this frozen view?
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