Some Poetic comments to science articles posted on facebook:
This explains why most people live on the surface between the dark and light of day. Somewhere in between, the dawn and twilight, thus like birds or fish that is when we sing. But the inquisitive seek more of the night for sound travels further in the deeps and the swooping owls with their expert talons to build their nests with single strands of your black hole hair are thought evil demons or highly intelligent when it may be just a matter of an anomaly of devoting so much of their brain matter to their eyes. If there are no gray groups there is not balance living on the surface of processes without mystery and passion for a stable life social yet in its own right the forces gray. Can science sustain its imagination?
Will humans take on the role of corals? Free floating larva that responds to the changes in the environment - climate, sea level and so on a barrier reef against the dark attracting and sustaining other life forms - if we find a place to be established but fixed awhile before we spend our light and leave great castles in the depths and sky?
On the illustration above there I added on the photo a caption "Building bridges across the confluence of our dreams" but I hope also to post one from the same perspective when and if we really build the bridge."
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