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To get drunk on poetry

until we lose consciousness,

until reality tastes like dreams,

until happiness is exultant,

until ecstasy reaches extreme degrees.

Life for poetry

And poetry for life.

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"For a classical Rutherford atom, that would make no sense at all. But in Bohr’s model, where only certain electron orbits were allowed, there was an immediate explanation. Even though electrons couldn’t linger in between the allowed orbits, they could jump from one to another. An electron could fall from a higher-energy orbit to a lower-energy one by emitting light with just the right energy to compensate, or it could leap upward in energy by absorbing an appropriate amount of energy from ambient light. Because the orbits themselves were quantized, we should only see specific energies of light interacting with the electrons. Together with Planck’s idea that the frequency of light is related to its energy, this explained why physicists saw only certain frequencies being emitted or absorbed."

"Something Deeply Hidden"

Sean M. Carroll

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"Since opposites throw light on each other, it may here be in place to remark that the real opposite of the sublime is something that is not at first sight recognized as such, namely the charming or attractive. By this I understand that which excites the will by directly presenting to it satisfaction, fulfilment. The feeling of the sublime arose from the fact that something positively unfavourable to the will becomes object of pure contemplation. This contemplation is then maintained only by a constant turning away from the will and exaltation above its interests; and this constitutes the sublimity of the disposition. On the other hand, the charming or attractive draws the beholder down from pure contemplation, demanded by every apprehension of the beautiful, since it necessarily stirs his will by objects that directly appeal to it. Thus the beholder no longer remains pure subject of knowing, but becomes the needy and dependent subject of willing." Arthur Schopenahuer, The World as Will and Representation.

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"De este modo, mientras el telescopio reveló una gran simplicidad en el universo, el microscopio reveló una complejidad nunca antes vista en el mundo de los seres vivos. La misma dicotomía entre lo simple y lo complejo ha plagado de problemas las ciencias biológicas desde entonces. Los biólogos, con cierta justificación, argumentan que las ciencias naturales son fundamentalmente más difíciles que las ciencias físicas."

Las matemáticas de la vida, Ian Stewart.

[mike-the-reader]

To love with even the arteries and veins of the heart is what we all must learn to do.

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The goal is to understand this with perfection.

[mike-the-reader]

When all you got to keep is strong

Move along, move along like I know you do

And even when your hope is gone

Move along, move along just to make it through

Move along

"The All-American Rejects"

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El sexo solo es un medio para lograr la intimidad. La intimidad es un fin. El amor es el destino.

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There is no moment more precious than writing poetry while looking into your eyes.

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Woman with pure eyes. When will your quest end? The prince no longer exists. Now, there are only commoners who serve you. When will you stop shining? The stars envy you because none shine like you. The purity of your eyes is reflected in your commoners. They now adore you because you, princess, have never ceased to be.

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Maiden of a thousand colors, Your heart shines like a rainbow. Your pink lips resemble petals of the most glorious flower. Your eyes reflect in the sea like stars in the sky. Your hair falls to your shoulders like mountains in the valleys.

Nature!

Strength!

Courage!

Your heart is filled with vigor.

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To lose myself in the blink of your eyes is like losing myself in the sunset and sunrise of the pages of an unfinished book.

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"That all our knowledge begins with experience there can be no doubt. For how is it possible that the faculty of cognition should be awakened into exercise otherwise than by means of objects which affect our senses, and partly of themselves produce representations, partly rouse our power of understanding into activity, to compare these, and to connect, or separate them, and thus to convert the raw material of our sensuous impressions into a knowledge of objects, which is called experience? In respect of time, therefore, no knowledge of ours is antecedent to experience, but begins with it."

Critique of Pure Reason, Immanuel Kant

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"Nuestro conocimiento se inicia con la experiencia; por eso, es indudablemente que, a través de ella, comienza. Pero no por eso se sigue que todo se origine de la experiencia. Porque bien podría ser que nuestro conocimiento empírico sea una composición de lo que recibimos por las impresiones y de lo que nuestra propia facultad de conocer (con ocasión de las impresiones) suministra por sí misma, adición que no distinguimos de aquella base material hasta que un largo ejercicio nos haya hecho atentos y hábiles para separarla."

Crítica de la Razón Pura, Immanuel Kant

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Heartbeats; with each pump, a dream is fulfilled. Dreams; with each one, my lips speak to show you how long I've waited for you. Lips; with each breath, I inhale your scent of fresh summer breeze. Breeze; with each dew drop, I am eager for your desires.

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I like you, but I don't know how to tell you. I've tried a thousand ways, but each one seems to be wrong, as if my words were sand slipping through my hands. This time I promise to tell you directly, but I'm afraid you'll react like the last time and change the subject. It seems like you care a lot and very little at the same time.