Time’s ticking talons tear through dawn,
Frenzied flutters, fleeting and forlorn.
Sow with purpose, for seconds don’t wait;
Misused youth seals an unyielding fate.
Frenzied flutters, fleeting and forlorn.
Sow with purpose, for seconds don’t wait;
Misused youth seals an unyielding fate.
Finite beings, within worldly confines,
Yet our minds ascend to limitless lines,
Whispers in the twilight, winds waltz free,
Boundless dreams embrace our destiny.
Galaxies dance in a celestial spree,
Time's thief ticks on, a mystery,
Memories dance, like shadows' play,
Chasing dawn through the end of day.
Endless series, numbers unfold,
In the dance of thoughts, eternally bold,
Black holes whisper secrets vast,
Gravity bends, questions amassed.
Finite beings, beginnings clear,
Within time’s grasp, the end draws near,
Cycles of life, nature's embrace,
Treading paths with finite grace.
Perception’s limits, senses confined,
Yet curiosity sparks the boundless mind,
Finite moments, time's embrace,
Striving to leave an infinite trace.
Ideal forms, philosophers' dreams,
Reality stretches to infinite extremes,
Infinity teases a distant shore,
Finite beings, ever explore.
In the dance of defined and limitless sway,
Finding meaning, forging a way,
Through realms of thought, wonder’s flight,
Finite beings seek infinite light.
In a quirky quest of quizzical quests,
Each question spirals quite quaint.
Philosophers ponder, perplexed and perplex—
"Meaning of life?" they quip and acquaint.
In science labs with bubbling beakers,
Hypotheses hop like hyperactive sneakers.
"Does this pill ill or heal?" they inquire,
With answers that dance on electric wires.
Personal prattle in everyday strife,
"What can I tweak to triumph my life?"
Answers arise like an oddball encore,
Leading us to places we’ve never explored.
Literary lore where legends leap,
Characters chatter, in mysteries deep.
Plots unravel in peculiar prose,
Questions ensnare, where the story goes.
In classrooms clattered with curious chatter,
"What's two times two?" to the brain, a batter.
Open ends engorge with knowledge's feast,
While closed ones coax, a curious beast.
Artists ask in abstract arcs,
“What’s freedom framed in funky sparks?”
Their answers paint peculiar scenes,
In hues of magenta, and tangerine dreams.
So chance with puzzles in poetic prance,
Every inquiry starts a strange dance.
Whimsy and wonder wrapped in one thread,
Questions define the answers in our head.
Each moment fleeting, a fervent leap of desire.
In the ephemeral present, we trust in the patterns
That whisper promises, believing in the continuity
Of our transient selves.
To transcend the now, we embrace uncertainty,
With courage and hope, we navigate the unknown.
Self, a vessel of moments, guided by currents of belief,
Each now a wave, shaping the voyage of our being.
In the crest of existence, past and future converge,
Our truth requires a leap into boundless embrace.
They handed me a rifle, cold and steel,
Taught me to aim, to fight, to kneel.
In the eyes of the world, a soldier I stand,
Defined by the tool placed in my hand.
A hammer to a builder, a brush to an artist,
Each tool shapes the soul, from the start to the hardest.
We become what we wield, in work and in strife,
The tool makes the man, in his journey of life.
“Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in the world nothing can be said to be certain except death and taxes.”
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Death and taxes |
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Longer childhoods |
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Cells degrade |
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Current sources of pluripotent stem cells |
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Baby's future in the balance |
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How long can we delay? |
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Galactic super structures as detected and described |
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Two imaginings of Planck Scale quantum foam |
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Humans in the middle of scale |
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A hundred pennies |
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Scaling in hundreds |
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Atom bombs and atoms moved |
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You in a bounded universe. |
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A big enough universe for several copies of you. |
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An infinite number of you in an infinite universe. |
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Life expectancy |
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Where money flows |
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Weighty matters |
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Coughing it up |
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Working for insurance |
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Efficient and dehumanizing medical exam. |
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Health Insurance Rates |
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Access to healthcare |
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Conservative Identification |
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Stem cells dividing. |
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Stems cells can become other cell types. |
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Field of cloned corn. |
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Confusing cloning. |