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 took the apple

From the tree

Atom and E

Atom and E

And from the Garden

They did break free

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

The Green Man is watching hidden in the leaves

Epiphanies, visions, we've been called before

Realizations, revelations, inspiration, more

"Eureka", "Bingo", "Hallelujah" "Aha"!

Ra, Zeus, Osiris, God, Allah

They have felt our presence and have called us many things

But in our dimension we remain unseen

We traveled here from a distant place

To be among the young human race

We stay among them in our higher plane

Ever hoping our work is not in vain

We came from their future, a very far one

To shape a path that must be redone

But we cannot ever directly interfere

We can only whisper things in their ears

To think we, masters of the universe

Must resort to hiding as whisperers!

But our survival depends on their success

We must do what we can to help them progress

For they are us, and we are them

And in the future we have seen our end

We did not advance enough in time

To leave our universe before it dies

We cannot cross in our current state

So we traveled against time to change our fate

By leaving our whispers for them to hear

We hope in their course they can be steered

We attempt to find the most sensitive minds

And leave our knowledge for them to find

Einstein, Jesus, Tesla, Da Vinci

Sagan, Teresa, Hawking, Archimedes

These are some of the few who have heard our call

And used our whispers for the good of all

We can only hope they are quick to progress

And choose not to war, divide, and oppress

If only we would have not been so blind

And realized we had only a blink of an eye

To do what was right, to grow and change

To work together and one day be saved

Now we stay among them hoping to be their guide

So one day they can cross and save our human kind

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, [Gani-meed]

(I know these names in Ancient Greek 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 let’s 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,

So now you know the story of the man behind the name,

This brilliant man whose name was Galileo Galilei.

I've heard about a

pie

Three point one four one

five

I wonder if this

pie

Tastes like cherry or like

lime

They say it never ends

That it goes on and

on

I bet that I could eat it

And quickly make it

gone

“Their existence predates the birth of time

In one Planckth of a second they live out their lives

For one minuscule moment they come into being

And they see all that was or ever could be

In that instance they know all there is to know

They perceive everything that Future could hold

On the tip of the tiniest grain of time

They live out their hypothetical lives

They experience every possibility

They are atom and star, they are you and me

Then they disappear back into the foam

Back into the deepest darkest unknown

They are born in pairs and together they die

Like a candle doused before it can shine

Perhaps there is no reason to persist

When one knows all things and has seen all there is

But once in ten thousand eternities

They fulfill the greatest of mysteries

At that moment one dies and the other survives

And has all of time to wonder why

For she now forgets all she has ever known

From all possible paths she must now choose her own

And from her choice a universe is born

To contain her materialized temporal form

This new universe is one of a kind

The manifestation of a hypothetical mind

Well, I did anticipate a lack of applause

For what sounds like a violation of laws

It resembles spiritual tripe, I admit

And not anything bordering scientific

I have worked at CERN for most of my life

The Large Hadron Collider, our cosmic knife

It has given sight to our mortal eyes

And has let us probe the cosmic mind

First W and Z bosons, neutrinos later on

Then came the discovery of the Higgs boson

(At the time, what we called the God Particle)

CERN gave us proof of the radical

But none of it compares to what I now reveal

I still ask myself if this can be real

Yet this research has been my purpose in life

It has been me joy, my fear, my strife

Years ago we made the quantum leap

And I use the phrase quite literally

We discovered a way to rip through the foam

And found where these true God Particles roam

By colliding through our material plane

We found this primordial conscious strain

Physicists now realize we must redefine

What we consider to be a sentient mind

These particles, yes, they are alive

They act with purpose, they move with drive

They, in fact, form our thoughts, our consciousness

They are the root of desire and of our own purpose

It sounds like fiction, but so did the atom

Tis the nature of things we are not able to fathom

But I will persist like Copernicus

I will not let truth be ignored or dismissed

So I ask you to keep an open mind

It’s the only way to progress humankind

With that, I conclude my presentation

On my inquiry into quantum fluctuation”

Late one Sunday evening, I sat in my chair reading

When suddenly I realized 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 business man, I just feel lonesome

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

But tell me, have you heard of Alan Turning, 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 I 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!"

There was once a very special clock

And every day it would tick and tock

Until one night

The batteries died

And the turning hands came to a stop

Well, the clocksmith did keep batteries

And he could have switched them easily

But with the clock

All time had stopped

And the man was frozen permanently

Alas, for the clocksmith to come free

The clock would need new batteries

The moral here

Is very clear:

If you wait too long you might just freeze

Their bodies span light years across

They drift quietly through space

The Vestibuvagi people are

A wise primeval race

Each a network of sentient stellar dust

Held together by magnetic force

Towards the birth of time from whence she came

Each one sets a solitary course

Aeons may pass without any encounter

Between two of these fellow beings

A Meeting, indeed, is the most divine thing

One could ever hope to see

They have only one way to communicate

They must pass through one another

For a moment two bodies unite into one

Now one being knows the other

In the end the beings must separate

And each one retakes her own course

But something within them has forever changed

They are not the same as before

For the moment their bodies coalesce

And they merge into a single being

The two Vestibuvagi become

Entangled quantumly

Now whatever one feels, the other feels

Every dream and thought is shared

Neither endless space nor eternal time

Can ever sever the pair

Entanglement can occur only once

In a Vestibuvagi's life

But one soul to share existence with

Is enough to endure time