Also Sprach Nicola Tesla
"If your hate could be turned to electricity,
it would light up the whole world."
And if that hate rose up, and you like a volcano
shattered, bursting through every eclectic synapse
of your tortured brain; if your mind, it being so close to God
that no space could ever be in-between both,
then that hate would be blown into an infinitude
of charged particles, and those electrical smithereens
would flare out, magnify as a great expansion
to become in one instant innumerable suns
and thus the light of the world would be love eternally.
For love can be reborn from hate, but never
hate be birthed from love.
"Be alone, that is the secret of invention, be alone,
that is where Ideas are born."
Originality is not found in company. Aloneness
alone brings forth an Idea that will only arrive on its own.
Then quickly the many will also realizes that idea and claim it,
but the one who received that Idea from the One Mind
that one was alone.
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