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A SCIENTIST’S BOOK OF LIFE

 

 


Two little feet and ten little toes,
A few little joys and a zillion woes,
Patterns of history,
periodic tables of chemistry,
Be a numerical table,
but don’t chase a perfect geometrical symmetry! 

Astral travel from numbers zero to nine
Jump from planet to planet, reading the signs
Visit the sun and visit Jupiter,
Stand on Earth ball, or just be a star that shines… 

Reach from Mars to Moon
whether daylight, night or noon
build a clock of timelessness, neither too late nor too soon
Don’t try to be a human, just be,
even if all you are is just a weird crazy toon. 

Make a spaceship
with your attention
Define, analyze or distinguish,
but do not only be a database, not to mention 

Study psychology of your red blood cells,
and read birth charts of your nerve channels,
but let your liver do the digesting of the food,
and transport the nutrients to the muscular panels 

Meet elephants, deers, kangaroos and lions,
ask them about their daily habit rituals,
Fall in love with someone,
but do not only be their halves or duals, 

Talk to plants and trees
about your little-big worries,
Leaves will tell you, dear one,
no need to hurry 

Ignite the light bulbs of your brain
but don’t get lost in your personal hall of fame,
Meet the shadows in your mind’s world of mirrors
But don’t believe either their terror or their tears 

Open the book of science, but read only yourself,
Explore the meaning of life, then put the book back on the shelf,
Share your gusto, joys and treats,
with whoever you come across or meet,
mom, dad, sibling or friends,
boss, role model, husband or wife,
but never look to somebody
to tell you the meaning of “your life” 

Some people will use you an astronomical object
to re-enforce their intellect’s logical inference
With the law of gravitational pull
some people will light up the mirror neurons in your
brain’s electromagnetic circuits
 

Program this code in your arteries, RBCs and veins
that life, for each human, is different and not just the same…
Why over-worry
Why over-strife
‘cause after all, in the end,
the meaning of life,
is the feeling of life…

the meaning of life,
is the feeling of life…!

Nehyaneha

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