My own pet theory, or part of it.  



As I’m standing beyond a wall,
It looks so strange and dauntingly tall.
I can philosophically build a land,
My own world is where I stand.
I have all resource for my needs,
With thoughts that serve as growing seeds.


My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.
My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.


It must be built so really quick,
I can’t just wave a magic stick.
I want it ready for the rising sun,
All builders says it can't be done.
I say it’s finished when you start,
It’s done with thought of the last part.


My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.
My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.


No builder can do what can’t be done,
Except in the mind of a thinking one.
I thought it first then went back,
To put all thoughts in a stack.
Yes that seem to be the case,
To backwards build the special place.

My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.
My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.



Sorry as you must really say,
You've never been taught that way.
Envisioned problems that seem to stay,
Have the thought and they go away.
Strange you say but not to worry,
Just a thought world in a hurry.


My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.
My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.


Not tired of trawling while online,
Searching for thoughts of yours and mine.
I thought of it for work and play,
It’s changed and growing every day.
Search for knowledge they don’t know,
So their mind world can still grow.


My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.
My own pet theory, or part of it,
Outside the wall is where I sit.



Don E. Sprague


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Background:  In an online conversation, we discussed the ends of the universe.  I commented that there is no end to
the universe.  There is always something beyond the walls that contain the universe.   Toward the end of the
discussion, the person commented about being tired of searching for new ideas online.   I ended my poem with why
the global online world was envisioned.  I also add supporting comment about the good from going online.