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Poet to Physicist in His Laboratory | |||
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Come out and talk to me | |||
for then I know | |||
into what you are shaping. | |||
Thinking is no more, | |||
I read your thoughts for a symbol: | |||
a movement towards an act. | |||
I give up on thought | |||
as I see your mind | |||
leading into a mystery | |||
deepening about you. | |||
What are you trying to discover | |||
beyond the zone of habit | |||
and enforced convention? | |||
There is the animus | |||
that spends itself on images, | |||
the most complex being | |||
convention and habit. | |||
You shall form patterns | |||
of research and bind yourself | |||
to laws within your knowledge, | |||
and always conscious of your limitations | |||
make settlement, | |||
with patience to instruct you | |||
as it always does | |||
in your research: an arrangement | |||
spanning an abyss of time, | |||
and you will find yourself patient | |||
when you are questioned. | |||
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