Forgive us for the mess we’ve made of things so far. We’ve been unconscious, mindless and high on complacency drugs. But do remember us for the things we’ve done well. Believe in us when we least deserve it but most need it. Above all, dear Future, wait for us. We may be slow but we are on our way...
Samstag, 29. Dezember 2012
Freitag, 7. Dezember 2012
Mittwoch, 21. November 2012
There are the rushing wavesmountains of moleculeseach stupidly minding its own business2trillions apartyet forming white surf in unison.Ages on ages before any eyes could seeyear after yearthunderously pounding the shore as now.For whom, for what?On a dead planetwith no life to entertain.Never at resttortured by energywasted prodigiously by the sunpoured into space.A mite makes the sea roar.Deep in the seaall molecules repeatthe patterns of one anothertill complex new ones are formed.They make others like themselvesand a new dance starts.Growing in size and complexityliving thingsmasses of atomsDNA, proteindancing a pattern ever more intricate.Out of the cradleonto dry landhere it isstanding:atoms with consciousness;matter with curiosity.Stands at the sea,wonders at wondering: Ia universe of atomsan atom in the universe