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Universe
Universe is now well ordered whole interacting entity. We explore and try to perceive through our senses. Was there any Master Plan? Was there any Creator?
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Dark void was Cosmos
No Matter, no Energy
No Space set
Big Bang exploded.
Energy, Matter appeared.
Space sets, Time was on.
Matter, Energy, Space were captivated by Gravitational singularity. All were squeezed in infinitesimal small dense super extreme hot state. Cataclysmic explosion termed as Big Bang gave birth to Universe Instantly Universe started to expand rapidly everywhere round.
. Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. Big Bang just released the already –existing Energy.
.At birth Universe was not ‘Big’, but smaller than a single proton. Explosion didn’t come up as ‘Bang’.It was like a snap breaking sharply
Sea of sub atomic particles appeared
within one second of Big Bang.
Protons, electrons, neutrons, positrons,
neutrinos and photons all sang.
As high as ten Billions degree Celsius
Bell of tremendous temperature rang
Photons influenced by free electrons sprang.
From opaque state Universe suddenly turned transparent illuminated by after-glow cosmic microwave radiation. Gigantic clouds of primordial Cosmos particles coalesced by Gravitational Pull.Cluster of stars and galaxies started formation.
Within three minutes simple atomic nuclei came up. Universe continued to cool down.Thousand years passed to shape electrically neutral atom.
.Gravitational pull was supposed to control the expansion of Universe. But Universe is going on expanding. Far away are the galaxies, greater is the acceleration to recede. Something other than Matter or Energy is pushing distant galaxies apart.
This mysterious stuff is not to ignore.
It is termed ‘Dark Energy’, yet to explore.
Will the expansion of Universe stop by chance?
Or, will it ever crush on a Big Crunch ?
11/05/15
101 in a ROW Contest - 12 by Poet Destroyer A
Probably with the most evilest of laughs!
89,000 gold nuclei per second.
Sounds medieval:knowledge and enquiry
based on ancient findings. Findings learned from
Latin and Greek Natural Scientist.
Medieval scientific knowledge and enquiry
precious metal gold was a dream of
medieval alchemists.
Instead of focusing on fixing individual parts,
systemic thinking looks at how everything
in a system is connected.
Have the Mad Scientist of our past made a comeback
through channeling into the souls of these men?
Are they wicked for achieving what Madmen
had tried to achieve for centuries?
Soliste in the power of invention.
Colliding beams of lead
short-lived gold ions.
refine particle-accelerator residue
lead is a very difficult element to make
lose protons and for it to lose 3 of them
to change it into gold requires huge
amounts of energy
These Men are either wise or Mad!
hematite, a iron oxide mineral
found on Mars might have inspired this Madness!
Their are no confirmed evidence of gold on Mars
surface
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Romantic Meal
12 fried zucchini fries
12 eggplant fries
2 cups of brown ground pork
2 cups grated mozzarella
3 cups of tomato's sauce
sauteed onions and garlic
1/4 parmesan cheese
sauteed green bell peppers
sauteed mushrooms
pizza dough
deep dish casserole pan
1 teaspoon of anchovie fillets
1/2 chopped ham
1-2 cups of béchamel sauce
in dish layer dough.
add béchamel sauce top with ham
fried veggies and sauteed veggies
(add fresh basil & Oregano
leaves)
or sprinkle dried basil and oregano
add pareseam
top with tomato sauce mixed with
pork
top with mozzarella and bake
until golden brown serve with
a sald french fries and beer
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Self-Actualization-Acrostic with rhyme
S eductive symmetry saintly standing still
E levated energy with eyes that enthrill
L ifting lasting longing luminescence
F aithful freewill fulfilling presence
A mending appetites aligning absolutes
C onstructive criticism completing computes
T rusting tendencies toward tenacious tangibles
U ltraviolet understanding of the unpassables
A ccelerated acknowledgment accepting allure
L imitless locomotive with lossless leisure
I mmersive illuminating infinite immortal
Z ealous zygomorphous of zeros portal
A ngelic amplification adoring adient arrows
T olerance toward turbulent troubles
I gnitable idealistic intuitive image
O mniscient obedient outstanding visage
N oble natural naked nutritious finish.
Self-Actualization-Double Acrostic without rhyme
S eductive symmetry saintly standing stills
E levated energy with eyes of luminescence
L ifting lasting longing thrill
F aithful freewill fulfilling yourself
A mending appetites with absolute criteria
C onstructive criticism completing euphoric
T rusting tendencies toward temporal twilight
U ltraviolet understanding of the ultimate you
A ccelerated acknowledgement accepting academia
L imitless locomotive in a lunatic lustful
I mmersive illuminating infinite nuclei
Z ealous zygomorphous of zestful pizzaz
A ngelic amplification adoring armonica
T olerance toward turbulent toxicant
I gnitable idealistic intuitive iambi
O mniscient obedient outstanding obligato
N oble natural naked nutritious novation.
Nov.08.2016
SELF ACTUALIZATION - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: San Woo
Along the glass of a lazy stroll,
The jar popped open the doctor,
Or so I thought, ‘cos attachment,
Honour and protection was proctor.
Amis of gel, congruence and ear,
No disk did move my larynx clear,
Undue was the throat inside instead,
Which elongated my sinews head.
The cerebral hemispheres dance,
To reason’s sediments glance,
The axiom nuclei of radius fodder,
Taxonomic from a cooling splatter.
But my chair collapsed, was rejected,
And my sweated foot bounced unsaid,
Four legs not two around about, head
Their arms detached from pout affected.
Oh the seventies did collide and mix,
With solemnity’s roles and grades,
Under the blankness of the stare,
Came the tare that ripped unaware.
Contingent upon my father’s books,
Magic cards and imagery games,
My piano, pencil drawings, TV flicks,
Starwars did not renegade flames.
Not continent upon the bible black,
Therefore not continent upon the kin,
So not deluded or emotional, gone,
Won the neighbours hearts, pimm, grin.
Silence comes upon the beholder,
Not upon the glancer to extract,
When friends and lovers folder,
The broken heart that stays intact.
Knight the darkness, loon the light,
Put the bedding out into the light,
Bring the muscle into view as stringy,
To by the pound shift the loofah pingy.
Medicine’s chalice guilds the sweep,
Of the dopamine in inner scales,
But when the neurones skirt fit ham,
An ombudsman should call it maam.
He watches the way the world
interacts and ponders the reasons why.
He responds to artistic imagery,
Lost in creativity he dreams often of his own reality,
He acts with haste and risk is routine.
Hair to the wind, his life an intentional spin,
He lives and walks, listens and talks
Happy to commemorate, his mind compulsive to contemplate...
Is the universes size infinite?
Atoms cling together...
Neutrons and Protons randomly whip around the nuclei
with the one oddity, being nothing the absurdity...
Infinity also being a normality or illusion
The infinite reality could be an oddity or
falsity of infinite realities of infinite infinities..
Is vision along with your auditory perception real
when the universe truth could be soundless
formless nothing but emptiness and nothingness.
Intellect and knowledge a certain fakery
only measurable creativity.
In our own imaginary pretentious perception
of custom and race, another false reality of space.
Or is it now imaginary created by falsity
devised as normality just as a Tv.
A conundrum of conflict sanity to insanity
He travels contemplating the complexities
in humanities innumerable technologies.
Humanity distracted and refracted so
disconnected from the reality
Rather led by faculty they will continue
Desecration and obliteration
Which leaves one more reality...
Annihilation...
Grown? Yes.
Big and proficient
Religion the father of being
Old-coming the days prior
To all flesh heard of
Then was a baby born
Born on palms, crying and writhing
Without way, merry and say
This was the beauty of days ancient
Seeing nuclei of mystery and greatness sprout
And religion carried the thing undefined
Round and around, heeding and feeding it
It cried often and wronged often
And was often exonerated a thing minus brain
Now grown it is
Respect, honor and reverence of old no longer
The hands that fed it in past
Has it licked and bitten
It’s turned a beggar without gratitude
To carry religion places absurd
Of philosophies heathen
Whereof it wasn’t taken young
Like the earth being born of the universe
Has learnt to bear the universe
Dumping it into the Pacific
Aaaah! A rhetoric eternal
The predator will die before the prey
Recover your uselessness man
How you began in the flesh
And are now given to end in spirit for free
What a mystery unveiled
There was a way that led you home always
When you had home none
That’s more reverent than the opportunist that follows the tide
In pockets unmannered we’ve overtaken
The womb that bore us
And man is a servant become master
Like a child rapidly promoted to sit on the father’s chair
Will the squirrel mock the poor hole
That saves her from the craving hunter?
Perhaps when the child grows
Gazing upon a crystal lake
Shimmering light of reflections
Painting a picture of me, inside
Shadowing my, imperfections
Skimming a pebble across its face
Bouncing along, ripples create
Finally, sinking beneath the surface
Bubbles arise, as its weight subsides
Captivating beauty to one’s eyes
Early in the morning, a mist arise
Floating seamlessly, above the lake
Breathing in the coolness of the air
Moisture felt on your face and hands
Soaked up, by tiny pours in your glands
Vapour condensed on the leafs of trees
Dew drops falling replenishing the land
Floating on top in a boat, romantically
Aware of the splashes to the side
Rowing silently through without care
The undercurrent, strong as the tide
Evaporating back into the atmosphere
Continuously watering our earth
Transporting minerals every where
The hydrologic cycle, we surf
Hydrogen is a very combustible gas
This liquid we all need, alas
One molecule containing three atoms
Two hydrogen, one oxygen, amass
Marvellously, creating our weather
Chemically bonded together
With nuclei and electrons
And crystallized, perfections
Drink plenty of water, we must
Be like fluid, not rust
The ripples begun, dry ice round the sun
So go with the flow, the water is fun
And this is our H20
© Copyright 23rd August 2013 K.C.Leake
Kevinleake47@hotmail.co.uk
In the fireflies in the sky above,
Gases collide with grace—no gaslighting~
They weave star-carpets that shimmer and wink,
God’s lanterns flaring to soften our darkness.
A fusion of hydrogen and helium nuclei~
Forms a premium spirit that sparkles,
Like a naked flame through a bright hole in the dark,
Yet forming galaxies remains their thrill.
With self-gravity, bound as twinkling gems,
Blind to our eyes till night removes their veils.
But at the break of dawn, they come as our sun~
Patting the earth by closing in their distance.
Our sun—our star—burns fiercest, shines nearest,
Yet not like Wolf-Rayet stars that blaze beyond,
Beaming ultraviolet and X-ray storms.
Our sun’s own heat falls as snowflakes in its core.
Still in this winking, silver-banded rainbow,
Water boils as smoky fire, not as vapor.
Blue flames are the chill of a mortuary’s breath,
While the hottest star is a colder form of hell.
So many dare a journey to the heart of stars,
Yet through indulgence crave a pleasure-stay in hell,
Where souls may burn in blue and blackened flame—
Leaving no trace, no char, no ash behind.
Written for the contest: This or That, Vol 34
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Contest Judged: June 29th, 2025 3:07:00 PM
Placement: Second
Quasars (definition)
a massive & remote celestial object, emitting large amounts of energy, having a star like image in a telescope. Been suggested that quasars contain massive black holes, and may represent a stage in the evolution of some galaxies
by Anile Deo
All that we see, up and down, day and night
May feel "LIGHT" but 95 percent, out of sight,
Is "dark matter"** that shaped our universe
You may ask, "How does he know this, Bible man!"
Quasars shine so bright, appear as stars to a human
Quasar is: Active Galactic Nucleus/Nuclei, powered by Black Hole
In 1979, Q9057+561 betrayed what Einstein guessed: G. Lensing
Revealing a massive galaxy sits between our Milky Way and Q9057+561
All this says stars rotate at same speeds no matter where they are!
In Genesis, the very second verse, revealed Dark Forces, forget the Atom!
"[E]arth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the Deep."
Coincidence? What we see is tiny compared to what forces there be
**Note: I ought to make Dark Matter about 25 percent of the Universe because the link with Dark Energy (70 percent) is not there! So together dark "Forces" are 95 percent of what there is in the Universe
recklessly chaotic surrender
midway untrained assimilating
thought patterns struck by twilit
idiosyncratic contractions'
irrational heart dotted i's
of contradictory falsities,
pushing past buttoned loops
orchestrating emotional surges
coasting sideways 'twixt
high as kites' paroxysm
saw Jesus before bloom
was off rose's thornily
fumbled holy water's
bloody crucified testaments
mid looking glass passion
of hysterics death's rallies
standing on sidelines
musing boxed refrains'
hallucinated confusion,
wholly plummeting
metaphorical indulgences
nonsensically dissuading
inartistic translations
of rhetorical persuasions
forfeiting divine secrets
halfway bent chimeras,
trashing an otherwise ominous
shrill screeching revenant
expediting manifested
liquidizing bastardizations'
bantered escapism,
like belladonna and nightshade
intoxication wickedly exigent,
trilling motley eclipses of
darkly boggled gray fog nuclei
burlesquing a bohemian scaramouche
furthermost an elusive raptus seizing
rhapsodically serpentine delusions