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Apollo is The Great Healer. There are Several Physicians. And there are also Several Great Physicians. And Hippocrates -- also known as Hippocrates of Kos and Hippocrates II -- is another Great Physician. And Heraclides is another Great Physician. And Hippocrates I is another Great Physician. And Galen -- also known as Aelius Galenus and Claudius Galenus -- is another Great Physician. And Pedanius Dioscorides is another Great Physician. Heal. Heals. Healing. Healings. Healed. Healer. Healers. Physician. Physicians. Doctor. Doctors. Nurse. Nurses. Nursing. Nursed. Medical Worker (MW). Medical Workers (MW). Specialist. Specialists.           

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Apollo is The Great Healer. There are Several Physicians. And there are also Several Great Physicians. And Hippocrates -- also known as Hippocrates of Kos and Hippocrates II -- is another Great Physician. And Heraclides is another Great Physician. And Hippocrates I is another Great Physician. And Galen -- also known as Aelius Galenus and Claudius Galenus -- is another Great Physician. And Pedanius Dioscorides is another Great Physician. Heal. Heals. Healing. Healings. Healed. Healer. Healers. Physician. Physicians. Doctor. Doctors. Nurse. Nurses. Nursing. Nursed. Medical Worker (MW). Medical Workers (MW). Specialist. Specialists.           
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Imagination

It is not as beautiful as it used to be, holding hands, gazing into your eyes for the fun of it, we are friends who have found a deeper interpretation of friendship outside love and lust.

The unusual play mate I always wanted and the willingness to be available at odd times is all that matters, I was just a lonelier who really did not have anything to offer but then you ran into my life and stole the loneliness and made us a companion without love and fear of attachments.

There is no missing rib as good as the one you broke for me to share. Oh! How beautiful your smile is, and when you walked in you change everything I knew in the time past, you are a friend who is an outright definition of love.

You are special and this is one I ain't giving up on.

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Imagination
It is not as beautiful as it used to be, holding hands, gazing into your eyes for the fun of it, we are friends who have found a deeper interpretation of friendship outside love and lust.
The unusual play mate I always wanted and the willingness to be available at odd times is all that matters, I was just a lonelier who really did not have anything to offer but then you ran into my life and stole the loneliness and made us a companion without love and fear of attachments.
There is no missing rib as good as the one you broke for me to share. Oh! How beautiful your smile is, and when you walked in you change everything I knew in the time past, you are a friend who is an outright definition of love.

You are special and this is one I ain't giving up on.

@rubenkells
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Written by Betzahel

Eye-Am

Im going to tell you all that I know. Understand first that I only know and accept what is empirical and absolute, not as communicated by any person or institution of personhood, but as related to me by the particular environment in which I find myself. I am not going to communicate to you an idea, for an idea is no more than an orderly dream. I'm going to tell you what I know, and I only know the Truth as my senses relate that Truth to me; thus, I tell you only what my eyes see clearly.

My eyes are blue just as the sky is blue. My left pupil is at times a square, at times an hourglass, at times it is round like your own. These statements are facts, though facts are not always what they may seem. Neither my eyes nor the sky is ACTUALLY blue. Both are illusion caused by a phenomena known to physics as Rayleigh Scattering.

I assure you, despite the Blue, they sky over your head is darkness rising to infinity.

This is not poetry nor is it mystic vision. What I will tell you is All that i know and I know no more or less than this:

There is no God.

There are no gods collected as God.

There is no goddess.

There is no savior of the faith.

There is no faith.

There is no religion -

No science.

No philosophy.

There is no right way nor wrong way, in and of itself, of going about the business of your life

No good to perceive, nor is their evil -

for what we determine to be good is just as likely as not.

A little girl saves a butterfly from a stalking cat. "Good" we say to the child, as the very next flutter of the butterfly's wings sets into motion events causing a tsunami in Indonesia.

Such a scenario is absurd unless you're a meteorologist.

Cause and effect.

This is what theologians try to say when they speak of 'The Will of the God'.

There are only two varieties of human existence -

the known

and the unknown.

What is it to be known?

And just what is it that is doing this knowing?

That which Knows is a Self embodying all selves and Knowing all creatures.

A Self moving all created selves from the beginning of all movement.

You might say this Self is Nature. You might say this Nature is anthropomorphic.

But both assertions would be misguided.

The Self that knows all selves is reflected in its individual manifestations, therefore, the smaller selves behave in a similar fashion -

they are, as is said,

'made in His image'.

All of humanity understands the fact of this Self in Existence.

From the beginning of our humanness we have understood it. The anthropologists refer to pervasive knowledge as being 'a cultural and historical universality'.

Think of a shadow trying to discern the object that cast itself. Not liking its place in this relationship, eventually the shadow came to believe that shadowness is object and object is shadowness. The only complexity in regards to the reality of Self is in the confusion of this inversion. Shadows speak in their own peculiar languages, but Object speaks in a Language of Pure Awareness. This is Self. Self is All-Awareness.

If i tell you that I am the God you will not except this as fact. But if you understand that God is you we shall recognize one another.

The choice is a simple one. It is not what actions we choose or what gods we should follow. It is not what we will make of our lives or how we should earn our livelihoods.

It is, rather, are we to be our selves or are we to be our Self?

Are we the beaters of our hearts or is our Heart Beaten?

Is life what we make of it or is Life Made for us to Be?

Is there knowledge outside Self or is Self Knowledge?

There is no age nor ending. Time is an expanding orb which burst forth from a pinhole in an Other-Side. Every moment in time is to move. And to Move is all-ways towards Expansion. If you believe yourself sitting still it is of no importance.

Do this and you will understand what I'm saying to you. Go outside and stand in the grass and look at your feet on the Earth. Seeing that your feet are where they are, know that the ground is spinning your body at a rate of 1000 miles per hour. Know too that your body is hurling itself around the Sun at a speed of 67,000 miles per hour. At the same time know that the entire galaxy is traveling your body outwards towards the unknown at a rate 1.3 million miles an hour.

You have never been still.

You are not feet on ground.

You are not earth spinning.

You are not sun hurtling.

You are not galaxy outwards through space.

You are not space.

You are not even you.

You are exactly only

Self in Place -

and I will Love you

Everywhere you are.

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Eye-Am
Im going to tell you all that I know. Understand first that I only know and accept what is empirical and absolute, not as communicated by any person or institution of personhood, but as related to me by the particular environment in which I find myself. I am not going to communicate to you an idea, for an idea is no more than an orderly dream. I'm going to tell you what I know, and I only know the Truth as my senses relate that Truth to me; thus, I tell you only what my eyes see clearly.

My eyes are blue just as the sky is blue. My left pupil is at times a square, at times an hourglass, at times it is round like your own. These statements are facts, though facts are not always what they may seem. Neither my eyes nor the sky is ACTUALLY blue. Both are illusion caused by a phenomena known to physics as Rayleigh Scattering.
I assure you, despite the Blue, they sky over your head is darkness rising to infinity.

This is not poetry nor is it mystic vision. What I will tell you is All that i know and I know no more or less than this:

There is no God.
There are no gods collected as God.
There is no goddess.
There is no savior of the faith.
There is no faith.
There is no religion -
No science.
No philosophy.
There is no right way nor wrong way, in and of itself, of going about the business of your life
No good to perceive, nor is their evil -
for what we determine to be good is just as likely as not.
A little girl saves a butterfly from a stalking cat. "Good" we say to the child, as the very next flutter of the butterfly's wings sets into motion events causing a tsunami in Indonesia.

Such a scenario is absurd unless you're a meteorologist.

Cause and effect.
This is what theologians try to say when they speak of 'The Will of the God'.

There are only two varieties of human existence -
the known
and the unknown.

What is it to be known?
And just what is it that is doing this knowing?

That which Knows is a Self embodying all selves and Knowing all creatures.

A Self moving all created selves from the beginning of all movement.

You might say this Self is Nature. You might say this Nature is anthropomorphic.
But both assertions would be misguided.

The Self that knows all selves is reflected in its individual manifestations, therefore, the smaller selves behave in a similar fashion -
they are, as is said,

'made in His image'.

All of humanity understands the fact of this Self in Existence.
From the beginning of our humanness we have understood it. The anthropologists refer to pervasive knowledge as being 'a cultural and historical universality'.

Think of a shadow trying to discern the object that cast itself. Not liking its place in this relationship, eventually the shadow came to believe that shadowness is object and object is shadowness. The only complexity in regards to the reality of Self is in the confusion of this inversion. Shadows speak in their own peculiar languages, but Object speaks in a Language of Pure Awareness. This is Self. Self is All-Awareness.

If i tell you that I am the God you will not except this as fact. But if you understand that God is you we shall recognize one another.

The choice is a simple one. It is not what actions we choose or what gods we should follow. It is not what we will make of our lives or how we should earn our livelihoods.

It is, rather, are we to be our selves or are we to be our Self?
Are we the beaters of our hearts or is our Heart Beaten?
Is life what we make of it or is Life Made for us to Be?
Is there knowledge outside Self or is Self Knowledge?

There is no age nor ending. Time is an expanding orb which burst forth from a pinhole in an Other-Side. Every moment in time is to move. And to Move is all-ways towards Expansion. If you believe yourself sitting still it is of no importance.

Do this and you will understand what I'm saying to you. Go outside and stand in the grass and look at your feet on the Earth. Seeing that your feet are where they are, know that the ground is spinning your body at a rate of 1000 miles per hour. Know too that your body is hurling itself around the Sun at a speed of 67,000 miles per hour. At the same time know that the entire galaxy is traveling your body outwards towards the unknown at a rate 1.3 million miles an hour.

You have never been still.
You are not feet on ground.
You are not earth spinning.
You are not sun hurtling.
You are not galaxy outwards through space.
You are not space.
You are not even you.

You are exactly only
Self in Place -
and I will Love you
Everywhere you are.
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Drabble me this. 100 words of fiction. Not 99, not 101, not 847. One hundred words precisely.
Chapter 20 of 65 Million Years of Prose
Written by Harry_Situation in portal Flash Fiction

Birds of A Different Feather

Today is the day.

After watching his parents soar through the forests of Early Cretaceous China, this young Microraptor is going to take flight for the first time. He's small, but his feathers have grown. 

Just one jump from one branch to the other. The Microraptor posed himself, mimicking his parents as they glided over to the furthest branch. He first takes a quick look down. It's a long fall.

No going back now. 

The perfect breeze blows through the forest. He launched forward. His feathers spread out. He felt the wind carry him over like a graceful leave flowing.

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Drabble me this. 100 words of fiction. Not 99, not 101, not 847. One hundred words precisely.
Chapter 20 of 65 Million Years of Prose
Written by Harry_Situation in portal Flash Fiction
Birds of A Different Feather
Today is the day.

After watching his parents soar through the forests of Early Cretaceous China, this young Microraptor is going to take flight for the first time. He's small, but his feathers have grown. 

Just one jump from one branch to the other. The Microraptor posed himself, mimicking his parents as they glided over to the furthest branch. He first takes a quick look down. It's a long fall.

No going back now. 

The perfect breeze blows through the forest. He launched forward. His feathers spread out. He felt the wind carry him over like a graceful leave flowing.
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Mr. Pendlum's Compendium of Illustrated Verse from the Multiverse Vol. 1 (sample)

Introduction

Dear reader,

I wish I could give you more turns on my clock 

For you to learn and discover more

There are only so many ticks and tocks

But an endless amount of things to explore

Yet, I can, however, give you a peek

Of what the vast multiverse may hold

There are countless remarkable people to meet 

Thoughts to be shared and tales to be told

This book is not meant to teach or instruct 

But to inspire wonder and curiosity

I hope your own inquiry you will conduct 

Utilizing the key words provided by me

And if you so happen, along the way 

To learn a new thing or maybe two 

Or discover a useful mnemonic aid

I will, of course, be over the moon

But remember, a thing does not have to be 

Fully understood to be fully enjoyed

So I leave you now with this curious read 

Welcome, lady, gentlemen, girl or boy

As ever,

Mr. Pendlum

The Zero Universe

In the beginning, there was Zero 

And Zero was all there was 

Zero never did much

As nothing never does

But then one fateful moment 

Zero had a thought

Zero started thinking

Of all that it was not

Then Zero started visualizing 

All that it could be

And soon it came to realize 

It could be anything

Zero could potentially be

2 plus 8 plus 3

As long as it was sure to add 

Negative 13

It could be 12 divided by 2 

Then multiplied by 9

If it also negatively added 

12 times 4.5

It could even be i times pi 

Then e to the power of that 

As long as 1 was added too 

Zero was still intact

But these kinds of equations needed 

A rough chronology

Calculations required time 

So time came into being

Now Zero could express itself 

With separate entities

A daunting infinite amount 

Of possibilities

But then an unexpected thing 

Soon began to occur

These new and separate entities 

Started to observe

They first became aware of themselves 

Then they looked out far

And then they all began to notice 

Other equation parts

9 saw 12 divided by 2 

3 noticed 4.5

e discovered 8 plus 3 

1 saw i times pi

They observed each other curiously

And tried to do the math

What did these random numbers mean? 

They craved to understand

Only Zero knew the answer to

The equation in its head

It’s always been and will always equal 

Zero in the end

key words: quantum foam; quantum fluctuation; Euler's identity; uncertainty principle; ultimate free lunch; nothing; virtual particle

Atom and E

Atom and E

Atom and E 

The former, matter 

Latter, energy 

Atom and E 

Atom and E

Our souls and bones 

Were made from these

Atom and E

Atom and E 

They made the apple

And the tree 

Atom and E 

Atom and E 

They are the water 

And the seed 

Atom and E

Atom and E 

The founders of

Our ancestry

key words: atoms; energy; matter; quantum physics; particle theory

Laughing Gas Giant

There is a planet that has no floor

It has no ground or solid core

It has no land but it does have mass 

It's made out of very dense laughing gas

The inhabitants, well, they cannot fly 

They cannot teleport or glide

They have no jets to self-propel

And there’s never a breeze to give them help

So they bobble and float quite helplessly

At the planet’s center of gravity

Yet they seem amused in their crumpled mass 

Or maybe it’s just the laughing gas...

key words: mass; gas giant

Galileo Galilei

I’m certain that you’ve heard some people say a certain name 

And if you’ve ever said it then you know it’s fun to say

But do you know the story of the man behind the name? 

This brilliant man whose name was Galileo Galilei

Scientist, mathematician, and philosopher by trade 

Inventor too and engineer was Mr. Galilei

Such genius and ambition this Italian man displayed 

It’s not much of a mystery why he quickly rose to fame

So many great discoveries and so many things he made 

Improved upon the telescope to look out into space 

Four giant moons near Jupiter he found, and even they,

Known as the Galilean moons, now share his charming name

These moons, Europa, Callisto, Io, and Ganymede 

Whose names in ancient Greek I know are kind of hard to read

Were huge in size but bigger was the impact that they made 

For they would shape the course of history for Galilei

These were the first of objects to ever be found in space 

That orbited another planet in a distant place 

These were the moons that Galileo found that fateful day 

By looking through a special telescope that he had made

“At last,” he thought, “this here is proof that finally lets me claim, 

Not everything revolves around the earth, in fact, I’ll state: 

The earth revolves around the sun and not the other way!”

But almost everybody else had something else to say:

"How ludicrous, preposterous, and utterly insane 

Some other guy Copernicus I think once said the same!

Take back your bold beliefs, your mad remarks, and silly claims 

Or those of us in charge will firmly put you in your place!”

But his ideas changed the world and those that were afraid 

Locked Galileo in his house and there they made him stay

But not before he wrote a book so critically acclaimed 

That made it sure his legacy and name would never fade

For now we know how true they were, the many things he claimed 

The earth revolves around the sun and not the other way

And now you know the story of the man behind the name 

This brilliant man whose name was Galileo Galilei

key words: Galileo Galilei; Nicolaus Copernicus; Johannes Kepler; heliocentrism; Ptolemaic system

Bacterial Desertion

I was told that these pills 

Would increase my intelligence

But instead they made 

My bacteria smart

They decided it was time 

To find better residence

So they went their separate ways 

And I fell apart

key words: human microbiota; microbiome

Beetle in the Box

Imagine an alien world full of people

All different and special like you and like me 

And each of them carried a box with a beetle 

But only inside of their own they could see

And everyone chatted all about their beetles 

Describing the color and number of feet

But strangely no one could observe other beetles 

For only inside their own box they could peek

They got along fine always speaking of beetles 

Til one day they started to argue and boast 

Some started to bluntly insult other beetles 

And say that their own bug was better than most

“How silly,” some said, “to assume that your beetle 

Is better than others, well how would you know? 

It makes zero sense to compare any beetle 

When you can know only the one that you own!”

Beetles in a box and feelings and thoughts 

Have one common thing that they share 

You only can judge the ones that you’ve got

It’s really no use to compare!

key words: beetle in a box; Wittgenstein's beetle; Ludwig Wittgenstein; philosophy

Ren Descartes

Some time ago there lived a guy that I think you should know 

Philosopher and clever mathematician, he was both

His first name was René though you can call him by Descartes 

This clever man who turned thinking into a form of art

So many questions bubbled every day inside his head 

So many deep and daring thoughts kept him awake in bed

“How can we know that we exist? How can we trust our eyes,

If when we sleep and dream of things they seem real in our minds?

Could we be living in a dream? Is any of this real? 

Can we be sure of anything we see or touch or feel?

There must be something in this world that I can trust for sure 

There must exist at least one thought I know is true and pure!”

“But wait, that’s it!” He realized as he thought about this thought 

The fact that he was thinking was this truth that he had sought 

“I must exist, I must be real because if I was not,

I don’t think I’d be sitting here thinking of all these thoughts!

If there is one thing in this world I know for sure, it’s this: 

The fact that I am thinking also means I must exist

So here I give my greatest thought, my idea so grand 

Cogito ergo sum, or I think therefore I am!”

key words: Ren Descartes; Cartesian philosophy; cogito ergo sum; analytical geometry; malicious demon

Brownian Motion Ride

What’s all the commotion

About this promotion

On the brand new Brownian Motion Ride?

Early reservations 

For this new sensation

Based on calculations by Mr. Einstein?

I’ve read they first seat you

Then proceed to shrink you 

To a very minuscule particle size

They then put you all in 

A small speck of pollen

And watch you all randomly jiggle inside

How horrid to fathom

The onslaught of atoms 

Bombarding you violently from every side

With nowhere to hide

As the coaster collides

With the atoms all zipping around left and right

I’m sure Robert Brown 

Would have flipped if he found

Children bouncing around in such terrible ride

With bitter emotion I deplore the notion

Of this brand new Brownian Motion Ride!

key words: Brownian motion; particle theory; Robert Brown; Albert Einstein; Jean Baptiste Perrin

Chladni Patterns

Little grains of sand 

Frolicking around 

Ordered to assemble

By harmonic waves of sound

"Little grains, attention! 

Assemble properly!

Stand now in formation 

And resemble geometry!"

Those strong and standing waves 

Pulse and oscillate 

Pushing all the grains aside

As they resonate

And so the little grains 

Tremble and vibrate

Forming lovely figures 

On a metal Chladni plate

They find their antinodes 

Where they can safely stay 

Away from all the pushing 

And the shoving of the waves

But as the pulsing waves 

Change their frequency

The trembling grains must relocate 

And change their geometry

What act of sound and sand 

What show of resonance 

What dazzling display it is

This rare cymatic dance!

key words: Chladni patterns; Ernst Chladni; cymatics; resonance; Robert Hooke

The Doppler Effect

Have you ever heard the tell-tale sound 

Of a distant ice cream truck

And you run outside with your crumpled bills 

As you thank your precious luck?

And you hear that one familiar tune 

That you’ve heard so many times

And you know the truck’s approaching you 

For the pitch you hear bends high

And you take your prize with the gumball eyes 

While the driver turns to go

As he drives away the song assumes

A slightly eerie tone

For the farther and farther down the road 

The truck so quickly goes

The lower and lower and lower than low 

The song’s pitch seems to go

What is the cause of this warping sound, 

The truck’s lamenting moan? 

What grief resides in its bending howl? 

What is its hidden woe?

Does it wish to be a taco truck? 

Is it tired from its load?

Does it curse its fate forever stuck

On a never ending road?

Well, the truth of it is much profound

But it’s not what you’d expect 

This bending pitch and warping sound 

Is called the Doppler effect!

As the ice cream truck approaches you 

While you impatiently wait

The sound of its quirky, catchy tune 

Ripples towards you in waves

The truck nears you at a speedy pace 

And each wave gets a helpful push 

Now they have a shorter path to take 

So they reach you squashed and smooshed

As the waves pile up, the frequency 

Appears to rise and rise

And frequency is pitch, you see, 

So the pitch appears to climb

And the opposite of this is true

As the truck rumbles away 

Each wave takes longer to get to you

So the pitch bends down as it fades...

This effect that Mr. Doppler found 

Works for any kind of wave 

Radio, water, light, or sound

It happens all the same

Essentially, this Doppler Effect 

Is a trusty speed radar

Police even use it to detect 

The speed of motor cars

It’s also used in medicine 

For measuring blood flow

It can uncover evidence 

Of heart defects unknown

But even crazier is its use 

In the field of astronomy

It helps astronomers deduce 

The movement of galaxies

It’s been well used to supplement 

And enrich our understanding

According to the Doppler effect 

The universe is expanding!

key words: Doppler effect; Christian Doppler; redshift; Doppler radar; Doppler ultrasonography

Eratosthenes

What can you accomplish with only two sticks? 

Eratosthenes, well, he could do quite a lot

He kept up his sleeve quite a number of tricks 

Using geometry and pure logical thought

This poet, astronomer, geographer,

Also part-time historian was quite the whiz 

Also mathematician and philosopher

He could surely have passed any difficult quiz

He lived near the Mediterranean Sea

In the greatest of cities of the ancient age 

Around the third century BCE

When the great library still held many a page

Alexandria was this place he called home

And he was the director of its library

Where one day while browsing a certain large tome 

He found plenty to read on the town Syene

He learned that on the twenty-first day of June 

Which he knew was the lengthiest day of the year 

When the sun climbed over Syene at noon

A straight, vertical stick made no shadow appear

So when the twenty-first of June came around 

Eratosthenes tried one of his clever tricks 

There in Alexandria, right on the ground, 

He implanted at noon a most vertical stick

And from his experiment, to his great pleasure, 

He found that a shadow for him did appear 

This could only mean after taking his measures 

That our lovely Earth was a very large sphere

Then, taking the distance between the two cities 

And noting the sticks’ angle of difference 

Eratosthenes, ever masterfully witty,

Then calculated the Earth’s circumference

And though even after he showed with his sticks 

That the Earth was not flat, sadly, people forgot

But now we all know how with his clever tricks 

Eratosthenes showed us that flat it is not!

key words: Eratosthenes; Library of Alexandria; Syene; Alexandria; Summer solstice; heliocentrism

Lintukoto

There is a place at the edge of the world 

Where chirping sounds are said to be heard 

For some people say this land is reserved 

Quite exclusively for all kinds of birds

In this kingdom of birds, this feathery haven 

Might be sitting ducks and quoting ravens 

Maybe early birds and a few night owls 

Chickens and every kind of fowl

Screeching hawks and pigeons that coo 

Peacocks, penguins, and parrots too 

Pink flamingoes and black crows 

Hummingbirds and small sparrows

Buzzards, doves, and pelicans

Ostriches and some toucans 

Emus, eagles, jays that are blue 

Maybe even a dodo or two

Waddling, swooping, flying, and flapping 

Gobbling, squawking, clucking, and quacking 

Ruffling their feathers and pecking their beaks 

Singing their songs and tweeting their tweets

They travel from very far away 

Following the path of the Milky Way 

To find this land so warm and safe 

Or at least that’s what some people say

There is a place at the edge of the world 

Where chirping sounds are said to be heard 

Some people say this is where birds go

This kingdom of birds called Lintukoto

key words: Lintukoto; Linnunrata; Kalevala; Finnish; creation myth; mythology

Quantum Particles

In scientific papers or in certain articles

You might one day read baffling things on quantum particles 

You’ll find such things incredible and very strange indeed 

Such mystifying mysteries one day you might just read

These particles of tiny size, they make up everything

They make up planets, ants, and trees, they make up you and me 

These particles, these tiny specks, so small you cannot see 

They’re everywhere around us though it’s quite hard to believe

But even stranger is the way these particles behave 

Sometimes they act like particles, sometimes they act like waves 

If you know their momentum then you cannot know their place 

And this rule of uncertainty appears to go both ways

And stranger still, these particles can be in many states 

They could be doing fine and at the same time be decayed

At once they could go through a wall or bounce or stay the same 

They could be anywhere, in fact, until you look their way

Electrons, photons, neutrons, protons, quarks, and many more 

So weird are all these particles they’ll make your poor brain sore 

You’ll find such things incredible and very strange indeed

Such mystifying mysteries one day you might just read

key words: quantum mechanics; subatomic particles; superposition; Max Planck; Schrdinger's cat; Heisenberg's uncertainty principle

Tardigrade Parade

The mayor of an unnamed town 

Once threw a grand parade 

Now infamously known as 

The Most Perilous Promenade

It crossed the arid desert 

And the marshy Everglades

It went through snowy blizzards 

And heavy torrential rain

Through boiling vents below the sea 

All spewing out methane 

Through hazardous Chernobyl 

Full of radioactive waste

It dipped through the Marianas Trench 

At pressures quite insane

And crossed the great Death Valley 

At the hottest time of day

And to make matters slightly worse 

The finish line was placed 

Somewhere deep in the vacuum of 

Intergalactic space

A cold and distant spot where 

The thermometer displayed 

Near minus two hundred and 

Seventy-three centigrade

Well, all of the participants 

Were capable and brave 

But sadly none survived except

The tiny tardigrade

key words: tardigrade; water bear; cryptobiosis; Ecdysozoa; Lazzaro Spallanzani; Johann August Ephraim Goeze

The Round Table

There is a certain legend of King Arthur and his knights 

That tells of how these men would quarrel once upon a time 

These noblemen and knights of honor bickered quite a lot 

Within King Arthur’s castle in the heart of Camelot

The problem was that Arthur’s table was rectangular

A shape not really optimal to gather and confer

For everyone would want a seat next to the king himself 

And members at the other end would always have to yell

They’d fight about which man was worthy of the better seat 

They’d brag about their medals and compare their noble feats 

They’d count how many fire breathing dragons they had fought 

They’d do all of these things so they could have the better spot

They’d boast about their lineage or royal ancestry

Some men would even bring along their scrolls with family trees 

This seating problem only led to bigger rivalry

Ironically, this was during the age of chivalry

And then one fateful evening at the annual Yuletide ball

Right in the middle of the feast commenced a giant brawl 

They threw cheese at each other first then pulled their daggers out 

They started throwing punches and began to curse and shout

They slipped on sticks of butter and they catapulted rolls 

One lord was even smacked unconscious by a turkey whole 

They spilt the wine and bent the knives and shattered every bowl

And all the food that wasn’t thrown eventually went cold

King Arthur was dismayed and quite enraged with what he saw 

He’d finally had enough; this riot was the final straw!

He slashed right through the table with his sword Excalibur

And stood atop the wood that was no more rectangular

“You men of shining armor should be very well ashamed 

There is no shred of honor in the way that you behave 

Well, now you have no table and no place where you may sit

You men shall leave this castle til the day that I see fit!”

It took King Arthur several days to calm his heavy rage 

And while in contemplation he realized they needed change 

He asked his wise friend Merlin for his guidance and advice

And Merlin, ever sensible, a plan he did devise

They paid a Cornish carpenter to do a special task 

They paid him well to do his finest work and do it fast 

The masterpiece would be a special table that was round 

Where Arthur and his noblemen could congregate around

Now there would be no better seat and no reason to fight 

This table would restore the peace among the lords and knights 

Who knew a geometric variance on a slab of wood 

Could solve the kingdom’s issues and restore their brotherhood

And from that day King Arthur’s many knights and noblemen 

Would never quibble, quarrel, tiff, nor squabble once again 

Eventually, so proper was the conduct that they showed

That they became the model for a prime chivalry code

Key words: Arthurian legend; kinghts of the round table; King Arthur; Camelot; Excalibur; Matter of Britain

The Green Man

In churches and abbeys and ruins of stone 

In carvings and fountains and relics of old 

A mysterious figure can sometimes be seen 

This mystery man is the man in green

From Western Europe to the very far East

You can find him hiding among the leaves

With his long face covered in branches and vines 

And a deep, solemn gaze that can pierce through time

And the strangest thing is that no one knows 

What his history is or how far back it goes 

No one knows his legend or even his name 

He is the Green Man is all they can say

Could it be Robin Hood or Jack-in-the-Green 

The King of May or the Garland King? Could it be Dionysus or Cernunnos? 

They call him the Green Man for no one knows

Could it be Osiris or Narcissus?

Silvanus, Tlaloc, or Hyacinthus?

Could it be Humbaba, Enkidu, or Pan?

No one really knows, so they call him the Green Man

So if you ever visit a ruin of stone

A church or an abbey with relics of old 

And you a see face among flowers and trees

It could be the Green Man hiding in the leaves

key words: The Green Man; Lady Raglan; foliate head; disgorging head; mythology; folklore

Marie Curie

Marie Curie, Marie Curie

You’ve heard the name, undoubtedly 

But do you know about the deeds

Of this great Polish prodigy?

In poverty, Marie Curie

Grew up in a society

Where women struggled constantly 

Against much inequality

Yet off went she, Marie Curie

Away to beautiful Paris

To study university

And work and learn and earn degrees

Then in the year 1903

Marie and husband Pierre Curie 

Together with their friend, Henry 

Accomplished quite a stunning feat

The Nobel Prize they did receive 

In physics for their brilliancy 

And research of such quality

On radioactivity

Years afterward, incredibly

She did what no one had achieved 

Her second Prize she did receive 

The Nobel Prize in chemistry

And noble was her work indeed 

She chose to help humanity 

With her new elemental deed 

Of radium’s discovery

She gained no wealth to use or keep 

From her crucial discovery

Yet on she worked with dignity 

Integrity and honesty

But deadly was the irony

That radioactivity

The thing that brought her such prestige 

Would prove her own mortality

Still, timeless is the memory 

Of Maria “Manya” Salomee 

Prolific Polish prodigy 

Beacon of light in history

key words: Maria Sklodowska; Pierre Curie; Henri Becquerel; radioactivity; radium; polonium

Picasso

Picasso Pablo Ruiz

A great was painter he 

Too sculptor a printmaker and 

Of master el lápiz

And born was in Spain he 

Pablo Picasso Ruiz

One of artists the greatest of

The 20th century

Soon to he moved Paris 

Blue first then rose was he 

Made then experimental work 

He that dream like a seemed

Was style his so unique

Like abstract geometry 

Physics-defying collage-like 

New and fragmentary

He fortune gained and fame 

He legend a became

His revolutionary style

It was Cubism named

Pablo Ruiz Picasso

A great painter was he

A sculptor and printmaker too 

Master of el lápiz

key words: Pablo Ruiz Picasso; Cubism; Georges Braque; Rose period; Blue period

The Turing Test

Late one Sunday evening, I sat in my chair reading, 

When suddenly I noticed that the telephone was ringing.

I picked up and I said, “Hello, with whom might I be speaking?” 

“Hello!” a voice replied, “my name is Tobor, and good evening!”

“How may I help you this fine day?” I curiously replied. 

“Well if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to chat a little while.” 

“Well sure,” I said to Tobor, “what is it you’d like to tell me? 

Or maybe I should ask instead what would you like to sell me?”

“Oh no,” he said, “well I’m no marketer, I just feel lonesome. 

I’d like someone to chat with, you were just randomly chosen. 

But tell me, have you heard of Alan Turing, do you know him?” 

“I may have heard the name before, but I’m not sure,” I told him.

“Well many people say he was the father of computers.

So great at solving puzzles and a brilliant troubleshooter.

He helped to end a war by cracking codes and building gadgets. 

Some day his work may lead to thinking robots, just imagine!”

“How interesting all these things you tell me, Mr. Tobor! 

Right now I have to go but I do hope that soon I’ll hear more. 

It was a pleasure meeting you, or speaking with you, rather, 

And learning much about this early computer programmer.”

“My pleasure,” Tobor said, “but if I may, before you go,

I’d like to ask you if I passed the test, I want to know!”

“What test?” I asked, befuddled, “I don’t know what you could mean? 

What are you trying to say? Are you just trying to puzzle me?”

“Well first I must apologize about our conversation. 

You’ve been so kind to listen and you’ve been so very patient. 

But now I must confess this was a test to try and fool you.

My mind is artificial, I’m a robot, not a human!”

key words: theoretical computer science; Alan Turing; Turing machine; computability theory; artificial intelligence; Turing test

The Rare Disease

My dearest patient

I have very good news 

Your nasty infection 

Has been subdued

We caught it early 

You will be alright 

Drink plenty of fluids 

Get some sunlight

I had never seen 

Such a nasty strain 

It's no wonder you 

Were in so much pain

These parasitic 

And tiny things 

That make up this 

Quite rare disease

They first find a cell 

Where they can survive 

They populate it

And there they thrive

Their only care

Is to grow and spread 

And they do this well 

Til the cell is dead

Then they travel on 

Finding other cells 

Searching far and wide 

For places to dwell

They're quite advanced 

You'd be surprised 

These microscopic 

Parasites

They are even able 

To communicate 

And can learn at 

An alarming rate

They use their 

Own technology 

To build resistance 

Quite rapidly

So I cannot be 

Entirely sure

If the treatment is 

A permanent cure

But do not be 

Overly concerned 

We'll do a checkup 

When you return

For now, you're cured 

I'm sure you'll be fine 

I'll see you again

In six months time...

.............

I've brought to the lab 

The place of their birth 

This poor dead cell 

They called Planet Earth

To study a sample 

Of the disease

This infectious strain 

Of Human Beings...

key words: overpopulation; loss of biodiversity; deforestation; colonialism; natural resource depletion; pollution; ocean acidification; environmental degradation; ozone layer depletion; environmentalism; unsustainable growth; climate change; survival of the fittest

Schrdinger’s Cat

Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 

Inside a mystery box 

Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 

Are you alive or not?

Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 

An atom holds your fate

A poison gas will be released 

If this atom decays

Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 

What an astounding thought 

According to some quantum laws

You’re both alive and not!

key words: quantum mechanics; subatomic particles; Erwin Schrdinger; Schrdinger’s cat; quantum superposition

Synesthesia

Have you ever smelled the color green 

Or heard the sound of the number three? 

Do you know the taste of baby blue 

Or the color of the letter Q?

Can you taste the name of Daniel Boone? 

Can you smell the smell of a funky tune? 

Can you sing a song in the color pink 

Or paint something in the key of G?

Is the month of June a girl or boy? 

Does Monday taste like salty soy? 

Does the letter P make you annoyed 

Or does twenty-two fill you with joy?

Is Friday shaped like a triangle?

Is April sharp or maybe dull?

Does Ohio taste like lentil soup

Or does all of this sound strange to you?

If you can relate to any of this

And your senses sometimes mingle and mix 

Based on certain criteria

You might just have synesthesia!

key words: joined perception; neuroscience; psychology; synesthesia; synesthete; ideasthesia; Richard E. Cytowic; David Eagleman

Death Is Always Hated

I have always been hated 

I have always been feared 

Wherever I go

I bring sorrow and tears

From their very beginning 

They've searched for a way 

To destroy me for good

Or keep me at bay

They tend to fear

What they don't understand 

They desire to hold

Their fates in their hands

It pains me to know

I am misunderstood 

For I mean no harm 

My intentions are good

At the very moment 

Of their greatest pain 

I come and whisk 

Their souls away

I protect them from harm 

That they cannot bear

I protect them from wounds 

That cannot be repaired

And I wish I could 

Protect them all 

But I do not always 

Hear their call

Still they fear and hate me

All the same

They've embedded their hatred 

In my name

If you do not believe this 

Just rearrange it

And you'll find that 

Death is always hated

key words: death; senescence; immortality; telomeres

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Mr. Pendlum's Compendium of Illustrated Verse from the Multiverse Vol. 1 (sample)
Introduction
Dear reader,

I wish I could give you more turns on my clock 
For you to learn and discover more
There are only so many ticks and tocks
But an endless amount of things to explore
Yet, I can, however, give you a peek
Of what the vast multiverse may hold
There are countless remarkable people to meet 
Thoughts to be shared and tales to be told
This book is not meant to teach or instruct 
But to inspire wonder and curiosity
I hope your own inquiry you will conduct 
Utilizing the key words provided by me
And if you so happen, along the way 
To learn a new thing or maybe two 
Or discover a useful mnemonic aid
I will, of course, be over the moon
But remember, a thing does not have to be 
Fully understood to be fully enjoyed
So I leave you now with this curious read 
Welcome, lady, gentlemen, girl or boy
As ever,
Mr. Pendlum


The Zero Universe

In the beginning, there was Zero 
And Zero was all there was 
Zero never did much
As nothing never does
But then one fateful moment 
Zero had a thought
Zero started thinking
Of all that it was not
Then Zero started visualizing 
All that it could be
And soon it came to realize 
It could be anything
Zero could potentially be
2 plus 8 plus 3
As long as it was sure to add 
Negative 13
It could be 12 divided by 2 
Then multiplied by 9
If it also negatively added 
12 times 4.5
It could even be i times pi 
Then e to the power of that 
As long as 1 was added too 
Zero was still intact
But these kinds of equations needed 
A rough chronology
Calculations required time 
So time came into being
Now Zero could express itself 
With separate entities
A daunting infinite amount 
Of possibilities
But then an unexpected thing 
Soon began to occur
These new and separate entities 
Started to observe
They first became aware of themselves 
Then they looked out far
And then they all began to notice 
Other equation parts
9 saw 12 divided by 2 
3 noticed 4.5
e discovered 8 plus 3 
1 saw i times pi
They observed each other curiously
And tried to do the math
What did these random numbers mean? 
They craved to understand
Only Zero knew the answer to
The equation in its head
It’s always been and will always equal 
Zero in the end

key words: quantum foam; quantum fluctuation; Euler's identity; uncertainty principle; ultimate free lunch; nothing; virtual particle


Atom and E

Atom and E
Atom and E 
The former, matter 
Latter, energy 
Atom and E 
Atom and E
Our souls and bones 
Were made from these
Atom and E
Atom and E 
They made the apple
And the tree 
Atom and E 
Atom and E 
They are the water 
And the seed 
Atom and E
Atom and E 
The founders of
Our ancestry

key words: atoms; energy; matter; quantum physics; particle theory


Laughing Gas Giant

There is a planet that has no floor
It has no ground or solid core
It has no land but it does have mass 
It's made out of very dense laughing gas
The inhabitants, well, they cannot fly 
They cannot teleport or glide
They have no jets to self-propel
And there’s never a breeze to give them help
So they bobble and float quite helplessly
At the planet’s center of gravity
Yet they seem amused in their crumpled mass 
Or maybe it’s just the laughing gas...

key words: mass; gas giant


Galileo Galilei

I’m certain that you’ve heard some people say a certain name 
And if you’ve ever said it then you know it’s fun to say
But do you know the story of the man behind the name? 
This brilliant man whose name was Galileo Galilei
Scientist, mathematician, and philosopher by trade 
Inventor too and engineer was Mr. Galilei
Such genius and ambition this Italian man displayed 
It’s not much of a mystery why he quickly rose to fame
So many great discoveries and so many things he made 
Improved upon the telescope to look out into space 
Four giant moons near Jupiter he found, and even they,
Known as the Galilean moons, now share his charming name
These moons, Europa, Callisto, Io, and Ganymede 
Whose names in ancient Greek I know are kind of hard to read
Were huge in size but bigger was the impact that they made 
For they would shape the course of history for Galilei
These were the first of objects to ever be found in space 
That orbited another planet in a distant place 
These were the moons that Galileo found that fateful day 
By looking through a special telescope that he had made
“At last,” he thought, “this here is proof that finally lets me claim, 
Not everything revolves around the earth, in fact, I’ll state: 
The earth revolves around the sun and not the other way!”
But almost everybody else had something else to say:
"How ludicrous, preposterous, and utterly insane 
Some other guy Copernicus I think once said the same!
Take back your bold beliefs, your mad remarks, and silly claims 
Or those of us in charge will firmly put you in your place!”
But his ideas changed the world and those that were afraid 
Locked Galileo in his house and there they made him stay
But not before he wrote a book so critically acclaimed 
That made it sure his legacy and name would never fade
For now we know how true they were, the many things he claimed 
The earth revolves around the sun and not the other way
And now you know the story of the man behind the name 
This brilliant man whose name was Galileo Galilei

key words: Galileo Galilei; Nicolaus Copernicus; Johannes Kepler; heliocentrism; Ptolemaic system


Bacterial Desertion

I was told that these pills 
Would increase my intelligence
But instead they made 
My bacteria smart
They decided it was time 
To find better residence
So they went their separate ways 
And I fell apart

key words: human microbiota; microbiome


Beetle in the Box

Imagine an alien world full of people
All different and special like you and like me 
And each of them carried a box with a beetle 
But only inside of their own they could see
And everyone chatted all about their beetles 
Describing the color and number of feet
But strangely no one could observe other beetles 
For only inside their own box they could peek
They got along fine always speaking of beetles 
Til one day they started to argue and boast 
Some started to bluntly insult other beetles 
And say that their own bug was better than most
“How silly,” some said, “to assume that your beetle 
Is better than others, well how would you know? 
It makes zero sense to compare any beetle 
When you can know only the one that you own!”
Beetles in a box and feelings and thoughts 
Have one common thing that they share 
You only can judge the ones that you’ve got
It’s really no use to compare!

key words: beetle in a box; Wittgenstein's beetle; Ludwig Wittgenstein; philosophy


Ren Descartes

Some time ago there lived a guy that I think you should know 
Philosopher and clever mathematician, he was both
His first name was René though you can call him by Descartes 
This clever man who turned thinking into a form of art
So many questions bubbled every day inside his head 
So many deep and daring thoughts kept him awake in bed
“How can we know that we exist? How can we trust our eyes,
If when we sleep and dream of things they seem real in our minds?
Could we be living in a dream? Is any of this real? 
Can we be sure of anything we see or touch or feel?
There must be something in this world that I can trust for sure 
There must exist at least one thought I know is true and pure!”
“But wait, that’s it!” He realized as he thought about this thought 
The fact that he was thinking was this truth that he had sought 
“I must exist, I must be real because if I was not,
I don’t think I’d be sitting here thinking of all these thoughts!
If there is one thing in this world I know for sure, it’s this: 
The fact that I am thinking also means I must exist
So here I give my greatest thought, my idea so grand 
Cogito ergo sum, or I think therefore I am!”

key words: Ren Descartes; Cartesian philosophy; cogito ergo sum; analytical geometry; malicious demon



Brownian Motion Ride

What’s all the commotion
About this promotion
On the brand new Brownian Motion Ride?
Early reservations 
For this new sensation
Based on calculations by Mr. Einstein?
I’ve read they first seat you
Then proceed to shrink you 
To a very minuscule particle size
They then put you all in 
A small speck of pollen
And watch you all randomly jiggle inside
How horrid to fathom
The onslaught of atoms 
Bombarding you violently from every side
With nowhere to hide
As the coaster collides
With the atoms all zipping around left and right
I’m sure Robert Brown 
Would have flipped if he found
Children bouncing around in such terrible ride
With bitter emotion I deplore the notion
Of this brand new Brownian Motion Ride!

key words: Brownian motion; particle theory; Robert Brown; Albert Einstein; Jean Baptiste Perrin


Chladni Patterns

Little grains of sand 
Frolicking around 
Ordered to assemble
By harmonic waves of sound
"Little grains, attention! 
Assemble properly!
Stand now in formation 
And resemble geometry!"
Those strong and standing waves 
Pulse and oscillate 
Pushing all the grains aside
As they resonate
And so the little grains 
Tremble and vibrate
Forming lovely figures 
On a metal Chladni plate
They find their antinodes 
Where they can safely stay 
Away from all the pushing 
And the shoving of the waves
But as the pulsing waves 
Change their frequency
The trembling grains must relocate 
And change their geometry
What act of sound and sand 
What show of resonance 
What dazzling display it is
This rare cymatic dance!

key words: Chladni patterns; Ernst Chladni; cymatics; resonance; Robert Hooke


The Doppler Effect

Have you ever heard the tell-tale sound 
Of a distant ice cream truck
And you run outside with your crumpled bills 
As you thank your precious luck?
And you hear that one familiar tune 
That you’ve heard so many times
And you know the truck’s approaching you 
For the pitch you hear bends high
And you take your prize with the gumball eyes 
While the driver turns to go
As he drives away the song assumes
A slightly eerie tone
For the farther and farther down the road 
The truck so quickly goes
The lower and lower and lower than low 
The song’s pitch seems to go
What is the cause of this warping sound, 
The truck’s lamenting moan? 
What grief resides in its bending howl? 
What is its hidden woe?
Does it wish to be a taco truck? 
Is it tired from its load?
Does it curse its fate forever stuck
On a never ending road?
Well, the truth of it is much profound
But it’s not what you’d expect 
This bending pitch and warping sound 
Is called the Doppler effect!
As the ice cream truck approaches you 
While you impatiently wait
The sound of its quirky, catchy tune 
Ripples towards you in waves
The truck nears you at a speedy pace 
And each wave gets a helpful push 
Now they have a shorter path to take 
So they reach you squashed and smooshed
As the waves pile up, the frequency 
Appears to rise and rise
And frequency is pitch, you see, 
So the pitch appears to climb
And the opposite of this is true
As the truck rumbles away 
Each wave takes longer to get to you
So the pitch bends down as it fades...
This effect that Mr. Doppler found 
Works for any kind of wave 
Radio, water, light, or sound
It happens all the same
Essentially, this Doppler Effect 
Is a trusty speed radar
Police even use it to detect 
The speed of motor cars
It’s also used in medicine 
For measuring blood flow
It can uncover evidence 
Of heart defects unknown
But even crazier is its use 
In the field of astronomy
It helps astronomers deduce 
The movement of galaxies
It’s been well used to supplement 
And enrich our understanding
According to the Doppler effect 
The universe is expanding!

key words: Doppler effect; Christian Doppler; redshift; Doppler radar; Doppler ultrasonography


Eratosthenes

What can you accomplish with only two sticks? 
Eratosthenes, well, he could do quite a lot
He kept up his sleeve quite a number of tricks 
Using geometry and pure logical thought
This poet, astronomer, geographer,
Also part-time historian was quite the whiz 
Also mathematician and philosopher
He could surely have passed any difficult quiz
He lived near the Mediterranean Sea
In the greatest of cities of the ancient age 
Around the third century BCE
When the great library still held many a page
Alexandria was this place he called home
And he was the director of its library
Where one day while browsing a certain large tome 
He found plenty to read on the town Syene
He learned that on the twenty-first day of June 
Which he knew was the lengthiest day of the year 
When the sun climbed over Syene at noon
A straight, vertical stick made no shadow appear
So when the twenty-first of June came around 
Eratosthenes tried one of his clever tricks 
There in Alexandria, right on the ground, 
He implanted at noon a most vertical stick
And from his experiment, to his great pleasure, 
He found that a shadow for him did appear 
This could only mean after taking his measures 
That our lovely Earth was a very large sphere
Then, taking the distance between the two cities 
And noting the sticks’ angle of difference 
Eratosthenes, ever masterfully witty,
Then calculated the Earth’s circumference
And though even after he showed with his sticks 
That the Earth was not flat, sadly, people forgot
But now we all know how with his clever tricks 
Eratosthenes showed us that flat it is not!

key words: Eratosthenes; Library of Alexandria; Syene; Alexandria; Summer solstice; heliocentrism


Lintukoto

There is a place at the edge of the world 
Where chirping sounds are said to be heard 
For some people say this land is reserved 
Quite exclusively for all kinds of birds
In this kingdom of birds, this feathery haven 
Might be sitting ducks and quoting ravens 
Maybe early birds and a few night owls 
Chickens and every kind of fowl
Screeching hawks and pigeons that coo 
Peacocks, penguins, and parrots too 
Pink flamingoes and black crows 
Hummingbirds and small sparrows
Buzzards, doves, and pelicans
Ostriches and some toucans 
Emus, eagles, jays that are blue 
Maybe even a dodo or two
Waddling, swooping, flying, and flapping 
Gobbling, squawking, clucking, and quacking 
Ruffling their feathers and pecking their beaks 
Singing their songs and tweeting their tweets
They travel from very far away 
Following the path of the Milky Way 
To find this land so warm and safe 
Or at least that’s what some people say
There is a place at the edge of the world 
Where chirping sounds are said to be heard 
Some people say this is where birds go
This kingdom of birds called Lintukoto

key words: Lintukoto; Linnunrata; Kalevala; Finnish; creation myth; mythology


Quantum Particles

In scientific papers or in certain articles
You might one day read baffling things on quantum particles 
You’ll find such things incredible and very strange indeed 
Such mystifying mysteries one day you might just read
These particles of tiny size, they make up everything
They make up planets, ants, and trees, they make up you and me 
These particles, these tiny specks, so small you cannot see 
They’re everywhere around us though it’s quite hard to believe
But even stranger is the way these particles behave 
Sometimes they act like particles, sometimes they act like waves 
If you know their momentum then you cannot know their place 
And this rule of uncertainty appears to go both ways
And stranger still, these particles can be in many states 
They could be doing fine and at the same time be decayed
At once they could go through a wall or bounce or stay the same 
They could be anywhere, in fact, until you look their way
Electrons, photons, neutrons, protons, quarks, and many more 
So weird are all these particles they’ll make your poor brain sore 
You’ll find such things incredible and very strange indeed
Such mystifying mysteries one day you might just read

key words: quantum mechanics; subatomic particles; superposition; Max Planck; Schrdinger's cat; Heisenberg's uncertainty principle




Tardigrade Parade

The mayor of an unnamed town 
Once threw a grand parade 
Now infamously known as 
The Most Perilous Promenade
It crossed the arid desert 
And the marshy Everglades
It went through snowy blizzards 
And heavy torrential rain
Through boiling vents below the sea 
All spewing out methane 
Through hazardous Chernobyl 
Full of radioactive waste
It dipped through the Marianas Trench 
At pressures quite insane
And crossed the great Death Valley 
At the hottest time of day
And to make matters slightly worse 
The finish line was placed 
Somewhere deep in the vacuum of 
Intergalactic space
A cold and distant spot where 
The thermometer displayed 
Near minus two hundred and 
Seventy-three centigrade
Well, all of the participants 
Were capable and brave 
But sadly none survived except
The tiny tardigrade

key words: tardigrade; water bear; cryptobiosis; Ecdysozoa; Lazzaro Spallanzani; Johann August Ephraim Goeze


The Round Table

There is a certain legend of King Arthur and his knights 
That tells of how these men would quarrel once upon a time 
These noblemen and knights of honor bickered quite a lot 
Within King Arthur’s castle in the heart of Camelot
The problem was that Arthur’s table was rectangular
A shape not really optimal to gather and confer
For everyone would want a seat next to the king himself 
And members at the other end would always have to yell
They’d fight about which man was worthy of the better seat 
They’d brag about their medals and compare their noble feats 
They’d count how many fire breathing dragons they had fought 
They’d do all of these things so they could have the better spot
They’d boast about their lineage or royal ancestry
Some men would even bring along their scrolls with family trees 
This seating problem only led to bigger rivalry
Ironically, this was during the age of chivalry
And then one fateful evening at the annual Yuletide ball
Right in the middle of the feast commenced a giant brawl 
They threw cheese at each other first then pulled their daggers out 
They started throwing punches and began to curse and shout
They slipped on sticks of butter and they catapulted rolls 
One lord was even smacked unconscious by a turkey whole 
They spilt the wine and bent the knives and shattered every bowl
And all the food that wasn’t thrown eventually went cold
King Arthur was dismayed and quite enraged with what he saw 
He’d finally had enough; this riot was the final straw!
He slashed right through the table with his sword Excalibur
And stood atop the wood that was no more rectangular
“You men of shining armor should be very well ashamed 
There is no shred of honor in the way that you behave 
Well, now you have no table and no place where you may sit
You men shall leave this castle til the day that I see fit!”
It took King Arthur several days to calm his heavy rage 
And while in contemplation he realized they needed change 
He asked his wise friend Merlin for his guidance and advice
And Merlin, ever sensible, a plan he did devise
They paid a Cornish carpenter to do a special task 
They paid him well to do his finest work and do it fast 
The masterpiece would be a special table that was round 
Where Arthur and his noblemen could congregate around
Now there would be no better seat and no reason to fight 
This table would restore the peace among the lords and knights 
Who knew a geometric variance on a slab of wood 
Could solve the kingdom’s issues and restore their brotherhood
And from that day King Arthur’s many knights and noblemen 
Would never quibble, quarrel, tiff, nor squabble once again 
Eventually, so proper was the conduct that they showed
That they became the model for a prime chivalry code

Key words: Arthurian legend; kinghts of the round table; King Arthur; Camelot; Excalibur; Matter of Britain


The Green Man

In churches and abbeys and ruins of stone 
In carvings and fountains and relics of old 
A mysterious figure can sometimes be seen 
This mystery man is the man in green
From Western Europe to the very far East
You can find him hiding among the leaves
With his long face covered in branches and vines 
And a deep, solemn gaze that can pierce through time
And the strangest thing is that no one knows 
What his history is or how far back it goes 
No one knows his legend or even his name 
He is the Green Man is all they can say
Could it be Robin Hood or Jack-in-the-Green 
The King of May or the Garland King? Could it be Dionysus or Cernunnos? 
They call him the Green Man for no one knows
Could it be Osiris or Narcissus?
Silvanus, Tlaloc, or Hyacinthus?
Could it be Humbaba, Enkidu, or Pan?
No one really knows, so they call him the Green Man
So if you ever visit a ruin of stone
A church or an abbey with relics of old 
And you a see face among flowers and trees
It could be the Green Man hiding in the leaves

key words: The Green Man; Lady Raglan; foliate head; disgorging head; mythology; folklore


Marie Curie

Marie Curie, Marie Curie
You’ve heard the name, undoubtedly 
But do you know about the deeds
Of this great Polish prodigy?
In poverty, Marie Curie
Grew up in a society
Where women struggled constantly 
Against much inequality
Yet off went she, Marie Curie
Away to beautiful Paris
To study university
And work and learn and earn degrees
Then in the year 1903
Marie and husband Pierre Curie 
Together with their friend, Henry 
Accomplished quite a stunning feat
The Nobel Prize they did receive 
In physics for their brilliancy 
And research of such quality
On radioactivity
Years afterward, incredibly
She did what no one had achieved 
Her second Prize she did receive 
The Nobel Prize in chemistry
And noble was her work indeed 
She chose to help humanity 
With her new elemental deed 
Of radium’s discovery
She gained no wealth to use or keep 
From her crucial discovery
Yet on she worked with dignity 
Integrity and honesty
But deadly was the irony
That radioactivity
The thing that brought her such prestige 
Would prove her own mortality
Still, timeless is the memory 
Of Maria “Manya” Salomee 
Prolific Polish prodigy 
Beacon of light in history

key words: Maria Sklodowska; Pierre Curie; Henri Becquerel; radioactivity; radium; polonium


Picasso

Picasso Pablo Ruiz
A great was painter he 
Too sculptor a printmaker and 
Of master el lápiz
And born was in Spain he 
Pablo Picasso Ruiz
One of artists the greatest of
The 20th century
Soon to he moved Paris 
Blue first then rose was he 
Made then experimental work 
He that dream like a seemed
Was style his so unique
Like abstract geometry 
Physics-defying collage-like 
New and fragmentary
He fortune gained and fame 
He legend a became
His revolutionary style
It was Cubism named
Pablo Ruiz Picasso
A great painter was he
A sculptor and printmaker too 
Master of el lápiz

key words: Pablo Ruiz Picasso; Cubism; Georges Braque; Rose period; Blue period


The Turing Test

Late one Sunday evening, I sat in my chair reading, 
When suddenly I noticed that the telephone was ringing.
I picked up and I said, “Hello, with whom might I be speaking?” 
“Hello!” a voice replied, “my name is Tobor, and good evening!”
“How may I help you this fine day?” I curiously replied. 
“Well if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to chat a little while.” 
“Well sure,” I said to Tobor, “what is it you’d like to tell me? 
Or maybe I should ask instead what would you like to sell me?”
“Oh no,” he said, “well I’m no marketer, I just feel lonesome. 
I’d like someone to chat with, you were just randomly chosen. 
But tell me, have you heard of Alan Turing, do you know him?” 
“I may have heard the name before, but I’m not sure,” I told him.
“Well many people say he was the father of computers.
So great at solving puzzles and a brilliant troubleshooter.
He helped to end a war by cracking codes and building gadgets. 
Some day his work may lead to thinking robots, just imagine!”
“How interesting all these things you tell me, Mr. Tobor! 
Right now I have to go but I do hope that soon I’ll hear more. 
It was a pleasure meeting you, or speaking with you, rather, 
And learning much about this early computer programmer.”
“My pleasure,” Tobor said, “but if I may, before you go,
I’d like to ask you if I passed the test, I want to know!”
“What test?” I asked, befuddled, “I don’t know what you could mean? 
What are you trying to say? Are you just trying to puzzle me?”
“Well first I must apologize about our conversation. 
You’ve been so kind to listen and you’ve been so very patient. 
But now I must confess this was a test to try and fool you.
My mind is artificial, I’m a robot, not a human!”

key words: theoretical computer science; Alan Turing; Turing machine; computability theory; artificial intelligence; Turing test


The Rare Disease

My dearest patient
I have very good news 
Your nasty infection 
Has been subdued
We caught it early 
You will be alright 
Drink plenty of fluids 
Get some sunlight
I had never seen 
Such a nasty strain 
It's no wonder you 
Were in so much pain
These parasitic 
And tiny things 
That make up this 
Quite rare disease
They first find a cell 
Where they can survive 
They populate it
And there they thrive
Their only care
Is to grow and spread 
And they do this well 
Til the cell is dead
Then they travel on 
Finding other cells 
Searching far and wide 
For places to dwell
They're quite advanced 
You'd be surprised 
These microscopic 
Parasites
They are even able 
To communicate 
And can learn at 
An alarming rate
They use their 
Own technology 
To build resistance 
Quite rapidly
So I cannot be 
Entirely sure
If the treatment is 
A permanent cure
But do not be 
Overly concerned 
We'll do a checkup 
When you return
For now, you're cured 
I'm sure you'll be fine 
I'll see you again
In six months time...
.............
I've brought to the lab 
The place of their birth 
This poor dead cell 
They called Planet Earth
To study a sample 
Of the disease
This infectious strain 
Of Human Beings...

key words: overpopulation; loss of biodiversity; deforestation; colonialism; natural resource depletion; pollution; ocean acidification; environmental degradation; ozone layer depletion; environmentalism; unsustainable growth; climate change; survival of the fittest



Schrdinger’s Cat

Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 
Inside a mystery box 
Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 
Are you alive or not?
Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 
An atom holds your fate
A poison gas will be released 
If this atom decays
Schrödinger’s cat, Schrödinger’s cat 
What an astounding thought 
According to some quantum laws
You’re both alive and not!

key words: quantum mechanics; subatomic particles; Erwin Schrdinger; Schrdinger’s cat; quantum superposition


Synesthesia

Have you ever smelled the color green 
Or heard the sound of the number three? 
Do you know the taste of baby blue 
Or the color of the letter Q?
Can you taste the name of Daniel Boone? 
Can you smell the smell of a funky tune? 
Can you sing a song in the color pink 
Or paint something in the key of G?
Is the month of June a girl or boy? 
Does Monday taste like salty soy? 
Does the letter P make you annoyed 
Or does twenty-two fill you with joy?
Is Friday shaped like a triangle?
Is April sharp or maybe dull?
Does Ohio taste like lentil soup
Or does all of this sound strange to you?
If you can relate to any of this
And your senses sometimes mingle and mix 
Based on certain criteria
You might just have synesthesia!

key words: joined perception; neuroscience; psychology; synesthesia; synesthete; ideasthesia; Richard E. Cytowic; David Eagleman


Death Is Always Hated

I have always been hated 
I have always been feared 
Wherever I go
I bring sorrow and tears
From their very beginning 
They've searched for a way 
To destroy me for good
Or keep me at bay
They tend to fear
What they don't understand 
They desire to hold
Their fates in their hands
It pains me to know
I am misunderstood 
For I mean no harm 
My intentions are good
At the very moment 
Of their greatest pain 
I come and whisk 
Their souls away
I protect them from harm 
That they cannot bear
I protect them from wounds 
That cannot be repaired
And I wish I could 
Protect them all 
But I do not always 
Hear their call
Still they fear and hate me
All the same
They've embedded their hatred 
In my name
If you do not believe this 
Just rearrange it
And you'll find that 
Death is always hated

key words: death; senescence; immortality; telomeres
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Gotta Light?

Socially glamorized

is my addiction.

With grandfathered approval,

it branches out,

bronchially,

through my generations -

Exponentially,

and

Carcinogenic-ally.

Now,

years later,

and a lifetime

too late,

I learn that

the price of ‘cool’…

may leave,

a dark

and everlasting,

burn.

Copyright © 1986-2017

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Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction
Gotta Light?
Socially glamorized
is my addiction.

With grandfathered approval,
it branches out,
bronchially,
through my generations -

Exponentially,
and
Carcinogenic-ally.

Now,
years later,
and a lifetime
too late,

I learn that
the price of ‘cool’…

may leave,
a dark
and everlasting,

burn.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
All Rights Reserved
contact: AASalehi@gmail.com

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For my first challenge - I would like a break up, a bad break up. One that haunts you or just keeps popping back in your head. Story or poem as you like, but it must convey the message "It wasn't me, it was definitely you" I want to relish in these tales of woe, so please tag me.
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Cheated On by My Life

Crying gags

instead of sound,

For no longer to the Earth

am I bound…

Exiting sanity

and entering rage,

Into a realm I’ve wondered

with no biblical page.

Incinerated by water

and drowned by flames,

What team player

would play such games?

No longer can I look

into her eyes,

Without having my spirit

fill up with despise.

My soul is too old

to be renewed with life,

And after a lifetime of trust,

I’m cheated by my wife!

Copyright © 1986-2017

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For my first challenge - I would like a break up, a bad break up. One that haunts you or just keeps popping back in your head. Story or poem as you like, but it must convey the message "It wasn't me, it was definitely you" I want to relish in these tales of woe, so please tag me.
Written by AlSalehi
Cheated On by My Life
Crying gags
instead of sound,
For no longer to the Earth
am I bound…

Exiting sanity
and entering rage,
Into a realm I’ve wondered
with no biblical page.

Incinerated by water
and drowned by flames,
What team player
would play such games?

No longer can I look
into her eyes,
Without having my spirit
fill up with despise.

My soul is too old
to be renewed with life,
And after a lifetime of trust,
I’m cheated by my wife!


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
All Rights Reserved
contact: AASalehi@gmail.com

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Façadia & Petrolia

Long, long, ago…

there was land,

vast and beautiful,

its soil lined with gold,

its sky the bluest blue,

and its oceans filled with life.

The harvest fruitful

and the fruits were harvested.

Hidden amidst two oceans,

and guarded by tall mountains,

the land of Façadia,

was the land of opportunity.

Though the land had enjoyed countless years of peace, an attack on its soil had opened the people’s eyes to the reality that there was a need for a younger, stronger king who would lead them in this battle against evil.

Though the King Leaf I, was wise,

he was much too old to carry out the task at hand.

He wanted to establish a dynasty and that was his vision for his land…

his son, Prince Leaf.

There was a legacy of a king who was a philanderer and a womanizer, who was more interested in matters of the flesh than matters of diplomacy.

King Leaf I decided that never again will his country forsake its values like it did under the ancient legacy and rule of King Peyronie. This was the reason why it was critical to make sure that the right person succeeds him;

although he favored his son, he had to prove him worthy to the people.

Tournaments were held to choose the best nobleman

for the succession of the king.

All the king’s men attended, as well as many well trained and equipped knights from all four corners of the land.

After years of competition, the final knights at the Oval table were:

Prince Leaf, Sir Roarabore,

and Lord Gold-digger.

The King saw to it that the tournaments were held promptly and justly,

and that everyone in the empire had a chance to participate.

(Voters kept away).

The battles were long and tiring

and in the end, the young prince,

the only candidate who justly deserved the position, prevailed.

(His opponent wins the majority).

The humble victor, gave his supporters a royal salute in honor of their efforts and thus began the destiny and legacy of

KING Don Quixote LEAF II.

(Shows the people that they’re ‘# 1’).

Soon after the new king took the throne, happiness and prosperity

flooded the country.

(Economy breakdown).

Since growth and security were strengthened, the king decided to

reach out a helping hand to other civilizations in need.

King Leaf II’s dignitaries brought word from abroad that an evil ruler,

King Sodom had advanced his plans to take over the world with the help of his wizards and their secret potions

thought to be the

deadliest concoctions known to man.

(Weapons of Mass Destruction).

The only thing that stood in Sodom’s way was the great might of Façadia, which had to be destroyed.

The king decided to wage a preemptive attack to save the world from Sodom’s evil.

He assembled a group of his strongest knights, to set sail towards Sodom’s evil lair armed with the finest weapons.

Our hero King Leaf II dawned his silver helmet and his golden shield.

(Cowboy hat).

On the way he established alliances with rulers of other lands, one of which was the Queen of the old world.

She was the most powerful and beautiful woman the world had ever seen.

It wasn’t long till the Queen fell deeply in love with the

King’s charm and character.

She offered to help and sent her lead Knight backed by his best men, to aid the king on his conquest.

As the king was leaving the old land, her parting words were:

“I may be a queen, but my soul is forever your slave.”

The evil ruler heard of the king Leaf’s intentions to bring peace to the world and got ready for war.

King Leaf crossed the borders and attacked Sodom’s army with full force.

In no time, Sodom’s troops were fleeing in every direction,

and the palace was surrounded.

Sodom’s men were made to pledge allegiance to Façadia,

and Sodom was captured by King Leaf and brought to justice.

(Still awaiting trial).

King Leaf had the whole kingdom search for Sodom’s secret potions,

but as it was reported,

Sodom’s loyal wizards had hidden them in hopes of one day having Sodom come back to power.

(Never found).

King Leaf was criticized by his counterparts in foreign lands for they did not believe that a poor broken ruler such as Sodom could ever possess such might, but King leaf never lost hope and kept searching.

He may not have found the potions but he found something even more valuable.

He came about the legendary fabled treasure of Petrolia that had been treasured for so many years

by King Sodom and his people.

(Black Gold).

The people of Petrolia were never happier.

(Abuse of civilians and prisoners).

King leaf brought justice to the ordinary people and divided Sodom’s treasure among the poor.

(The poor investors of the free world).

Petrolia had seen peace for the first time in years and the people of the world could rest assured that there was a benevolent King in power.

(Protestors plead for an end to war).

Wealthy,

Proud,

and more loved than ever

by people of every land,

our hero returns to Façadia

to bask in the glory of his victory.

Parades were thrown in his honor by the people across the land as everyone rejoiced in anticipation of the years of peace that laid ahead for the world.

And everyone lived happily ever after… **

(As the war continues).*

*The Illustrations a Pictures to this Children’s book for Adults,

is available in the full version of the book.

**A fictional account for kids of the historical election between George W. Bush and Al Gore. The story continues on to detail the events that followed President George W. Bush’s first term. The story paints a Don Quixote like persona of a somewhat lost leader who is searching for non-existent windmills of mass destruction. This story aims to simplify one of the most arguably bizarre periods of time in American history.

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

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Written by AlSalehi in portal Trident Media Group
Façadia & Petrolia
Long, long, ago…
there was land,
vast and beautiful,
its soil lined with gold,
its sky the bluest blue,
and its oceans filled with life.
The harvest fruitful
and the fruits were harvested.
Hidden amidst two oceans,
and guarded by tall mountains,
the land of Façadia,
was the land of opportunity.

Though the land had enjoyed countless years of peace, an attack on its soil had opened the people’s eyes to the reality that there was a need for a younger, stronger king who would lead them in this battle against evil.

Though the King Leaf I, was wise,
he was much too old to carry out the task at hand.

He wanted to establish a dynasty and that was his vision for his land…
his son, Prince Leaf.

There was a legacy of a king who was a philanderer and a womanizer, who was more interested in matters of the flesh than matters of diplomacy.

King Leaf I decided that never again will his country forsake its values like it did under the ancient legacy and rule of King Peyronie. This was the reason why it was critical to make sure that the right person succeeds him;
although he favored his son, he had to prove him worthy to the people.

Tournaments were held to choose the best nobleman
for the succession of the king.
All the king’s men attended, as well as many well trained and equipped knights from all four corners of the land.

After years of competition, the final knights at the Oval table were:
Prince Leaf, Sir Roarabore,
and Lord Gold-digger.
The King saw to it that the tournaments were held promptly and justly,
and that everyone in the empire had a chance to participate.
(Voters kept away).

The battles were long and tiring
and in the end, the young prince,
the only candidate who justly deserved the position, prevailed.
(His opponent wins the majority).

The humble victor, gave his supporters a royal salute in honor of their efforts and thus began the destiny and legacy of
KING Don Quixote LEAF II.
(Shows the people that they’re ‘# 1’).

Soon after the new king took the throne, happiness and prosperity
flooded the country.
(Economy breakdown).

Since growth and security were strengthened, the king decided to
reach out a helping hand to other civilizations in need.

King Leaf II’s dignitaries brought word from abroad that an evil ruler,
King Sodom had advanced his plans to take over the world with the help of his wizards and their secret potions
thought to be the
deadliest concoctions known to man.
(Weapons of Mass Destruction).

The only thing that stood in Sodom’s way was the great might of Façadia, which had to be destroyed.

The king decided to wage a preemptive attack to save the world from Sodom’s evil.

He assembled a group of his strongest knights, to set sail towards Sodom’s evil lair armed with the finest weapons.

Our hero King Leaf II dawned his silver helmet and his golden shield.
(Cowboy hat).

On the way he established alliances with rulers of other lands, one of which was the Queen of the old world.

She was the most powerful and beautiful woman the world had ever seen.

It wasn’t long till the Queen fell deeply in love with the
King’s charm and character.

She offered to help and sent her lead Knight backed by his best men, to aid the king on his conquest.

As the king was leaving the old land, her parting words were:
“I may be a queen, but my soul is forever your slave.”

The evil ruler heard of the king Leaf’s intentions to bring peace to the world and got ready for war.

King Leaf crossed the borders and attacked Sodom’s army with full force.

In no time, Sodom’s troops were fleeing in every direction,
and the palace was surrounded.

Sodom’s men were made to pledge allegiance to Façadia,
and Sodom was captured by King Leaf and brought to justice.
(Still awaiting trial).

King Leaf had the whole kingdom search for Sodom’s secret potions,
but as it was reported,
Sodom’s loyal wizards had hidden them in hopes of one day having Sodom come back to power.
(Never found).

King Leaf was criticized by his counterparts in foreign lands for they did not believe that a poor broken ruler such as Sodom could ever possess such might, but King leaf never lost hope and kept searching.

He may not have found the potions but he found something even more valuable.

He came about the legendary fabled treasure of Petrolia that had been treasured for so many years
by King Sodom and his people.
(Black Gold).

The people of Petrolia were never happier.
(Abuse of civilians and prisoners).

King leaf brought justice to the ordinary people and divided Sodom’s treasure among the poor.
(The poor investors of the free world).

Petrolia had seen peace for the first time in years and the people of the world could rest assured that there was a benevolent King in power.
(Protestors plead for an end to war).

Wealthy,
Proud,
and more loved than ever
by people of every land,
our hero returns to Façadia
to bask in the glory of his victory.

Parades were thrown in his honor by the people across the land as everyone rejoiced in anticipation of the years of peace that laid ahead for the world.

And everyone lived happily ever after… **

(As the war continues).*

*The Illustrations a Pictures to this Children’s book for Adults,
is available in the full version of the book.

**A fictional account for kids of the historical election between George W. Bush and Al Gore. The story continues on to detail the events that followed President George W. Bush’s first term. The story paints a Don Quixote like persona of a somewhat lost leader who is searching for non-existent windmills of mass destruction. This story aims to simplify one of the most arguably bizarre periods of time in American history.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
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All Aboard the Starship

Like a person of certain age who’s grown

Tired from working towards a fulfilled soul

And also scared of growing old alone…

We too have evolved our intrinsic goal.

So we set off our planet into space,

Searching for new life that may grow to breed…

No longer care if you are fair of face,

Or human race, you’ll satisfy our need.

Reach out to us with tentacle or thumb,

Worry not should you hatch from eggs, we’ll meet,

Even those with tails, fins or wings shall come,

For we’ve come too far to fall to our feet.

Selling the stars like meals glazed with fire,

Deal with us a while, become a buyer!

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

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Written by AlSalehi
All Aboard the Starship
Like a person of certain age who’s grown
Tired from working towards a fulfilled soul
And also scared of growing old alone…
We too have evolved our intrinsic goal.

So we set off our planet into space,
Searching for new life that may grow to breed…
No longer care if you are fair of face,
Or human race, you’ll satisfy our need.
Reach out to us with tentacle or thumb,
Worry not should you hatch from eggs, we’ll meet,
Even those with tails, fins or wings shall come,
For we’ve come too far to fall to our feet.

Selling the stars like meals glazed with fire,
Deal with us a while, become a buyer!


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
All Rights Reserved
contact: AASalehi@gmail.com

PoetryByAlan.com
#fantasy  #scifi  #fiction  #nonfiction  #romance  #horror  #adventure  #education  #poetry  #science  #philosophy  #mystery  #film  #challenge  #politics  #spirituality  #news  #culture  #opinion 
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Make me feel . . . Bitter
Written by AlSalehi

Consumption of Words

I wrote and rewrote while printing versions upon revisions.

Now, you’ll find me naked and ink exhausted,

with white-out dipped thumbs spread out on the desk as my face rests upon coffee stained paper.

I’m sleeping with one eye closed

to remember the next concept,

all the while…myself and my energy...

-sucked dry.

And ultimately,

You,

simply open the book,

and read.

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

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Make me feel . . . Bitter
Written by AlSalehi
Consumption of Words
I wrote and rewrote while printing versions upon revisions.

Now, you’ll find me naked and ink exhausted,
with white-out dipped thumbs spread out on the desk as my face rests upon coffee stained paper.

I’m sleeping with one eye closed
to remember the next concept,
all the while…myself and my energy...
-sucked dry.

And ultimately,
You,
simply open the book,
and read.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
All Rights Reserved
contact: AASalehi@gmail.com

PoetryByAlan.com
#fantasy  #scifi  #fiction  #nonfiction  #romance  #horror  #adventure  #education  #poetry  #science  #philosophy  #mystery  #challenge  #spirituality  #culture  #opinion 
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