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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 4: BIRTH/EVOLUTION Simultaneous Flight by Michael R. Burch *The number of possible connections [brain] cells can make exceeds the number of particles in the universe. — Gerald Edelman, 1972 Nobel Prize winner for physiology and medicine* Mere accident of history— how did a reptile learn to fly, learn dazzling aerial mastery, grow beaked and feathered, hollow-boned, improve its sight, and learn to sing, though purposeless as any *thing*? And you—bright accidental bird!— do you, perhaps, find it absurd ten trillion accidents might teach man’s hand to write, or yours to reach beyond yourself to grasp such *song*? Sing ruthlessly! I’ll sing along, suspecting you must know full well you didn’t shed a ponderous tail to practice leaping from high tors of strange-heaped reptiles, corpse on corpse, until some nervous flutter-twitch brought glorious flight from glitch on glitch. No, you were made to fly and sing, man’s brain—to ponder *Everything*. But ponder this: What f-cked-up “god” would murder Adam’s animated clod? Singularity by Michael R. Burch Are scientists confounded like the ostrich? Heads buried in the sand, they shout, *Preposterous!* This universe, so magical, they say, proves there’s no God. But let’s look anyway ... He said, *Let there be Light*, and there was light. Stumped scientists have scratched their heads all night and solemnly proclaimed an awesome Bang, from which de Light immediately sprang ... which sounds like God to me!, Who, with one word made Light, and proved man’s theories, not absurd, but logical, if only they’d agree in one tremendous Singularity! (However, there’s a problem with my plea: *it turns out that His world is made of pee*.) No Proof by Michael R. Burch They only know to sing—not understand, though quizzical, heads cocked, they need no proof that God’s above. They hop across my roof with prescient eyes, to fall into His hand... as sure of Grace as if it were mere air. He gave them wings to fly; what do they care of cumbrous knowledge, pale Leviathan? Huge-brained Behemoth, sagging-bellied one! You too might fly, might test this addling breeze as gravity, mere ballast, tethers naught but merely centers. Chained to heavy Thought, you cannot slip earth’s bonds to rise at ease. And yet you too can sing, if only thus: Flash, flash bright quills; rise, rise on nothingness! Keywords: evolution, bird, fly, flying, flight, light, bang #AI #RAD #RADICAL #MRBIA #MRBRAD #MRBRADICAL #MRBSCIENCE
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