Saturn's bubble gum rings
Pink and blue
Palladium, magnetism
Tractor beams moon
Stark reality edges out the sky
Dipped into the milky way
Heavenly cookie
Message nigh
Ping scalar radar bizarre
Rogue star rogue star !
Moon is set a-fire !
Descending like burning mountain
Drones fill the air
Wormwood incense fouls the Waters
They have come in ritual
To sacrifice Sons and Daughters
Niburu !
CERN has set up their Altar
While
Everything
Changes in the Cosmic Tide,
as Dimensions shift and Spirits no longer hide their abodes, unhinged
to Order's abide
God have mercy upon our earth.
As we kill ourselves with Science.
A nuclear devastation in the making.
The CERN institute is there for the taking.
Is there an alliance with this Science?
A dark matter controlling portals.
Our lives are at stake; a potential grave for the masses.
We search and find we are only mortal.
Delicate lives entering a new dimension.
What is this apprehension?
time travel trips, microchips
rocketships, ego trip
spaceships dip
satellites orbiting
spyware equip
vanity unfolds, it's become hip
everyone wants small waste and puffy lips
fixated with artificial intelligence
i'm blessed to be guided to decipher Kemetic Science
mathematical equations Five Element of Alchemy
magical concoctions and rituals for spirituality
arm leg leg arm head
give us this day our daily bread
my knowledge continues to spread
scientist looking for the god particle at CERN
it is within, when will they learn
hurricanes flood
the forest burns
gluttony and selfishness, no longer a human concern
perhaps everyone isn't supposed to get the grip
time travel trips, microchips
rocketships, ego trip
spaceships dip
DIS’CERN
Dis, dis, dis, dissappear,
Is this, this, this, this the year?
Discern, CERN,
Lend your hand or lose your head, discern,
Discern, CERN,
Worlds colide, unseen abide,
discern, CERN.
Dis, dis, dis, dissappear,
This, this, this, is this the year?
Discern, CERN,
Hearts fail for fearing His appearing, discern,
Discern, CERN,
Red moon in glory, end of story, discern,
CERN.
BEETHOVEN'S FIFTH BY THE BOSONS
All the particles tune to play,
but in their quantum noted way.
They modulate a vibration,
in harmony with creation.
They will hit each note along the staff,
in vectored space they choreograph.
Joyous song together or apart,
they sketch for CERN their abstract art.
They dance in the lights of off or on,
and vibrate in a resonate song.
They have no care for an Orthogonal pair,
or in complex congegates performed with flair.
Instead they know just what is wrong,
and they compose, in short, short, long.
They voice the motif in notes of four,
It's a Symphony of Mass in score.
When Bosons play Beethoven's Fifth,
and though it's just CERN's Four One myth.
Bosons pretend with fun to hum,
that what they sing is Di-Di-Di-Dumm
DANCE OF THE PARTICLES
In their Quark mass attributes
and their lofty Spin pursuits,
Comes the new Cute particles
with their Charmed quarked articles.
Will they be Strange in a life that's long?
Is Truth and Beauty their new song?
Are they a Charm or is that wrong?
What can you show us by Hadron?
What's the recipe or math
In this CERN Collider bath?
One Beauty, one Strange, and one Down quark,
that weigh, align, and spin, and spark.
Six times more Massive than any Protons,
is the new weight for two new Baryons;
the building blocks of all known things,
planets, people, and machines.
New Baryons short lived, break into smaller pieces,
in this dance that never ceases.
Little bits we never see,
now described as quarks b, s, and d.
Their secret math showed their existence.
All known tests put up resistance.
Then the Hadron pushed them near
and showed new Baryons crystal clear.
Edlynn Nau
When Soda Pops
Under pressure from thermonuclear devices
Or at CERN when the hadron collider gave birth to a baby black hole
We come to find it could get worse
Soda pops are there so I don’t care
That’s all that matters on the matter
Genome of the disease-transmitting tsetse fly are mapped right now
More asteroids are headed our way…..someday….
But it’s ok
Soda pops are also on their way.
Planets form without our knowledge….or permission I might add
In the news; Chernobyl birds exposure to radiation, adapt to ionization,
their (pheomelanin, a pigment in feathers), have some problems today they say
But the birdies are doing just fine
And that’s just great
I’ll have a pop to celebrate
On April 25th. this year a 'brown dwarf' star was found
At 7.2 light-years away
We must be neighbors
Let’s have a soda anyway
Volcanos are always on the move
Be thankful they can’t fly or drive
If I drink more coffee, I’ll read more news
They’ll tell about some cancer blues
So I’ll sit right here and drink more soda for my thirst
And conjure up more verse…..I mean, it could be worse
Than soda pops
Ailill, Avalon’s cattle king,
did I know it would be your name
of which I would sing?
When with your alias I made
my claim for fame.
Immortalized by Druid poets
of the Ulster cycle, your spirit
lives on like King Arthur’s sword,
Excalibur in the folklore
and culture of the Celtic people.
Owner of the white horned magical
bull Fen, a cause of war, Fen
was once a member of the race
of men, losing his way, through betrayal.
A king to your last days, then treated
like prey, haunted, chased over
hill and dale, and killed by Cern
Conall, due to the treachery
of taking another lover,
invoking the ire of Queen Medb, her
jealousy, ruler of heart and head.
How have you transfigured my soul
with the poetry that you wrote,
when my pen was at your behest
instilling your wishes upon my chest?
Upon the stage of life,
how many acts can we acquire?
comedy, tragedy, Ironic satire.
Are the roles we play really our own?
or are we as the aborigines say,
our ancestors, skin and bones?